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She steams herself in marble rooms, courtesy of Pig
I lose myself in the light of the TV, courtesy of her father

She buys everything that glows gold in the kitchen larder

Mother is juicing watermelons on the breakfast island
With frail hands she grips the NutriBullet
The bite of its blades reminds me of a future that I am in no way part of
And in a wall of photographs
In the downstairs second living room´s TV area
I bеcome her father
Complain of mеdiocre theatre in the daytime
And ice in single malt whiskey at night
Of rising skirt hems, lowering IQs
And things just aren´t built like they used to be
The absolute pinnacle of British engineering

I am so ignorant now, with all that I´ve learnt

I am so ignorant now, with all that I learnt
I am so ignorant now, with all that I´ve learnt
I am so ignorant now, with all that I´ve learnt
I am so ignorant now

I sang you all a song
With sunglasses on
I was the Fonz, I was the Jack of Hearts
And you were all looking at me
And you could not tell
I was so much less than the sum of my parts
I learnt the words, and God, did I sing it well
All the kids dressing up like Richard Hell
Still locked away, sunglasses on