C.Q.
Read C.Q. lyrics by Clinic on LyroVerse, with linked artist context and related song paths.
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C.Q.
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C.Q. in unison
C.Q. in unison.
I hate the G.L.U.
I hate the Y.M.O.
C.Q. made Europe sick
C.Q. made Europe sick
And we want no no more facist chic
No no no more facist chic.
C.Q. was never one to spit
Do Do Do for the reindeers
Do Do Do to please
Do Do Do this for me.
C.Q. was always bold
C.Q. was always told
Baby they let you go
Baby they kill the old
Baby your suppers cold.
C.Q. was never one
C.Q. was never one to scold
C.Q. in unison
C.Q. in unison
C.Q. in unison.
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Who performs "C.Q."?
Clinic performs "C.Q.", and this lyric page sits inside the Clinic catalog on LyroVerse.
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