Chris Letcher Deep Frieze
Gave me seawolves from the Baltic
Mullet fins with cress and mint
So why'd I freeze him out with icy silence?
Please let me start again
Got ten labels in the deep freeze
Felt like Jason on some Greek frieze
Hey Jason
Do you see that?
They're all so overwrought now
That's not what you want from a band of Argonauts now
Ha!
The golden light dimmed as I slumbered
On that emperor's golden thighs
Some god's playing with the thunder
Pouring poison in my eyes
Just a bantam to his robin
Felt like poultry round those rare birds
(I told them you've lost him
There's no point crying about it
Just wait now
I told them
One day we'll laugh about it.)
S l o w
Don't make me angry because you know where that ends (on the floor)
Come knit my parachute
I'm getting out of here
Come knit my parachute come get me out of here
Oh don't make ... come get me out of here
Come get a pair of shoes
I'm rolling out of here
Well don't make him angry because you know where that ends (back on the dance floor)
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