Get Outa My Pagoda Songtext
von Chris Spedding

Separation or isolation
The only way to breathe city air
Philosophizing and compromising
Well, you′ll just be here if you wanna be there

So get out
Get out my pagoda
Get out
Get out my pagoda
Get out
Get out my pagoda

Fee fi fo fiddle
I smell the blood of the English people
Humanity on the loose
Fee fi fo fumble
Run, run, don't stumble
I get energized by misuse


So get out
Get out my pagoda
Get out
Get out my pagoda
Get out
Get out my pagoda

Get out
Get out my pagoda
Get out
Get out my pagoda
Get out
Get out my pagoda
Get out
Get out my pagoda

So get out
Get out my pagoda
Get out
Get out my pagoda
Get out
Get out my pagoda
Get out
Get out my pagoda