Under the eiderdown,
I caught you, red handed, two timing,
You have me the runaround,
You fleeced me, completely, I’m in pieces.
Thought we were spick and span,
Unbridled by girders or burdens,
The tower came tumbling down,
Foundations might as well have been paper mache.
Do you think I’m a catch?
Oblivious to your cruelty,
Girl have you met your match?
Plain to see you’re cheating with me.
Under the eiderdown,
That kept us so kindly,
Through bitter winter,
You fooled around,
With some geezer that you thought might briefly please ya, From the impression that I got,
your countenance struck like bullets through a dartboard,
Who the fuck are you to be walking in on me whilst I’m having a whale of a time? (oh baby didn’t you play me)
Do you think I’m a catch?
Oblivious to your cruelty,
Girl have you met your match?
Plain to see you’re cheating with me.
Deeper lavish rare care and attention on dynamic contrast and structural shifts for a record that feels almost mathematically well balanced. Bandcamp Album of the Day Sep 7, 2023
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