Connie Constance – Yuck! Lyrics

Connie Constance – Yuck! Lyrics

Yuck! Lyrics By Connie Constance

Sam and I had wanted to do a stream-of-consciousness song for a while. We’d been listening to Dry Cleaning, who have a stream-of-consciousness song, and also The Slits, who have a couple of tunes like that. When we got in the studio, I had a loose chorus in mind, and I wrote down some points I wanted to get to in the lyrics. But when I got behind the mic, it all just came out naturally—it was a true freestyle. It’s ended up being a lot of people’s favourite song on the album, including my mum’s!

[Verse 1]
Mushy
All the parts that make us gross
All the snot, all the gunk, all the blood
All the oozing, gushing, pulsing, snotty yuck, yuck, yuck
Please don’t spit on me when you talk
It’s not nice, it’s not what I like
I don’t wanna speak to you
Whispers in the night
Whispers in your life
Spit on the floor, in the chewing gum, bubbling up
Chewing gum dreams walking down the street
Chewing to think
Chewing to stay alive
Chewing late at night
Chewing to keep in time of a busy mind
Overthinking too much
Too much stuff
And too many faces, too many people, always different people
Uh, do I know you?
Do you know who I am?
Do you like fufu? Do you like pounded yam?
Loud noise, loud friends
No awkward silence
Or silence, silence can be loud
Oh, wow, I can’t hear anything else but quiet in the silence
The loud, the not-violent
Speak your mind, speak my mind
You speak to me, you know what’s ticking behind my eyes
I don’t know what’s in my mind
I just, I just wanna float like a feather
Float like a feather, float like a feather

[Chorus]
Crip walking on the end of the world
Sometimes, I don’t know if I’m a boy or a girl
But life is going pretty swell now
I been smiling a lot, I don’t know if you can tell
But here we are now, I was wrong, now I’m right
I’m the godfather of my own mutant mice
And we’re chatting underground, we’re in the government pipes
If you wanna know our secrets, put up a cup to the wall tonight

[Verse 2]
Sparkler, I wanna set you and me and everyone alight
I like your style, I love it
You look even better when you smile
Cute dress, cute shoes, cute hair, yeah
You look good, you look like you’re feeling yourself
You look like you know your worth
You know who you are
You make me smile, ouch, it hurts
My cheeks are burning
Tired of laughing, but don’t want it to stop
Don’t stop, no, no, no, no, no
You’re like a panther, the way your body moves, so sexy
I wanna undress you, do you wanna undress me?
Yeah, I’m a sucker for love
Love loves me, but it’s scary
I can be scary, ah
You’re scary to me right now, but I wanna love you
But I don’t wanna be let down
Unless it’s down like a feather
I just wanna float like a feather

[Chorus]
Crip walking on the end of the world
Sometimes, I don’t know if I’m a boy or a girl
But life is going pretty swell now
I been smiling a lot, I don’t know if you can tell
But here we are now, I was wrong, now I’m right
I’m the godfather of my own mutant mice
And we’re chatting underground, we’re in the government pipes
If you wanna know our secrets, put up a cup to the wall tonight

[Verse 3]
I don’t like the government
They all look like upside-down frogs
I think their hearts are clogged from wearing clogs
Can’t walk down my street, don’t know my road
Don’t come to my show, don’t wanna know
Oh, well, I don’t, I don’t want them to come either
Clear out, go, go, go
I don’t want you to know
Hide from us like you always do
‘Cause I’m not scared of you, I just can’t bear you
You, there, here, here, here, here
Judge me, judge you
Only God can, only God knows me
For the good and for the bad and for the ugly
I’ll be good for you, but be bad for you, too
Don’t try this at home, no, no, no, don’t try this one
This one will really get you in trouble
Me, me, me, me, I, I, I
But I want a slice of your life, mmm, yum, I wanna try
Show me ’round
Sainos or Tescos, they both do a shoddy pasta pesto
Needs to be more salty so I’m salty
Are they sure it’s not faulty?
Nothing’s good when it’s mainstream
But I wanna make big money so I don’t have to do my own laundry
So I do a favour for the neighbour, but not for me
Oh, I know it’s Mental Health Week
Everybody run, I don’t wanna speak about my sadness, it’s too sad
I don’t wanna be sad anymore
Your cheeks are so wet under the skin like you’re crying from within
Why don’t you sing? How do you float like—
How do you float like a feather?

[Chorus]
Crip walking on the end of the world
Sometimes, I don’t know if I’m a boy or a girl
But life is going pretty swell now
I been smiling a lot, can’t you tell?
Yeah, here we are now
I was wrong, now I’m right
Now I’m the godfather of my own mutant mice
And we’re chatting underground, we’re in the government pipes
If you wanna know our secrets, put up a cup to the wall tonight