[00:33.41]You thrive on dancing in our laps
[00:35.37]Before the more familiar chaps
[00:37.32]And oh the curtain leads to fever
[00:39.98]
[00:40.88]We watched a womaniser cry
[00:42.84]And in the last sip you and I
[00:44.75]Declared we might require a breather
[00:48.00]
[00:48.56]I am the truth true through and I
[00:50.46]Can feign excitement fluently
[00:52.41]As solid as I can busk shock
[00:55.32]
[00:56.12]With well presented merriment
[00:58.13]And I know all too well
[00:59.48]I shouldn't break the key off in the lock
[01:02.59]
[01:03.15]And the tumble splits the frame, revealing silk and fit
[01:06.59]In the fright lined dining room
[01:09.05]Throw a gaze towards them while they feast
[01:11.72]
[01:25.66]The days drag their heels when you're not there to crack the whip
[01:32.43]And the weeks wait to burst like a sache of brass
[01:40.06]
[01:40.71]The old pantomime villian follows my coat
[01:47.52]And he hides where it hangs and he spies through the slots
[01:54.70]
[01:55.04]And meanwhile in the desert's only costume shop
[01:57.55]The cowls hang and wait to rot away the identities of the willing
[02:02.42]
[02:38.45]Drowned bags of sugar in the night
[02:40.40]Rocketing shuttered doors despite
[02:42.25]The shop not opening for hours
[02:44.97]
[02:45.27]You can itch, flap, and whistle
[02:47.02]And try to avoid the talk
[02:48.52]As I scribbled over drivel you were snoring, showing off
[02:52.74]
[03:06.83]The tumble splits the frame, revealing silk and fit
[03:09.94]In the fright lined dining room
[03:12.18]Throw a gaze towards them while they feast
[03:15.90]