Benjamin Clementine - Paris Cor Blimey lyrics

Pandemonium, whoa Pandemonium, whoa Paris’ friend had a little pen A little pen Paris’ friend had If Paris’ friend had a little pen Then where is the pen Paris’ friend had? Paris’ friend kept her little pen Everyday under her little bed One day, right before dawn She got up only to find that her pen was gone And Paris’ friend looked everywhere Yet couldn’t find it anywhere There’s a pandemonium, whoa Pandemonium, whoa Paris’ friend got her little pen From her daddy, before he left He said, “Keep this, keep this very near,” “This was pa**ed on from your grandma” They say life’s worth not a penny If you lose your pen, eh? If Paris’ friend had a little pen Then where is the pen Paris’ friend had? Paris’ friend went to her friend Paris “Friend can you help me? I can’t find me pen” Then Paris looks in his friends eyes with a smile and says It’s the rats Don’t you know my friend? It’s the rats Just blame it On the rats Got to pick em out When you’re in doubt Got to pick ’em out When you’re in doubt Got to block ’em holes When you want ’em to go Got to block ’em holes When you want them to go