LYRICS
Gotta chink
In your armor
In our armor
There’s no glamor
In that
I think
Your chink
Is going to bleed
Please don’t get it on me
Think, thank, thunk
Chink, chank, chunk
Better off with the funk
Arms-length please
Don’t want to catch that disease
So, if you please
Cease
Please don’t get it on me
ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Music
Chords: Bm
Rhythm: 105 BPM
Recording: digital 1-track stereo
Daniel Brouse — Vocals, Keyboards and Synthesizers
Bill Kucera — Guitar
From The Billy and Danny Rodeo Show album In The Midst of the Evil Medieval