Welcome to the best new six-part Danish crime drama 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 and with frail hands she grips the Nutribullet and 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 become her father And complain of mediocre theatre in the daytime And ice in single malt whisky 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 And I am so ignorant now with all that I've learnt I am so ignorant now with all that I've learnt Yes, 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 with all that I've learnt I am invincible in these sunglasses I am the Fonz I am the jack of hearts I am looking at you and you cannot tell I am more than the sum of my parts I am looking at you with my best eyes and I wish you could tell I wish all my kids would stop dressing up like Richard Hell I am locked away in a high-tech wraparound translucent blue tinted fortress And you cannot touch me! I am invincible in these sunglasses And cars are going beep beep beep And there are so many roadmen on this street And they cannot tell that I'm scared I am invincible in these sunglasses I am 'modern-Scott Walker' I'm a surprisingly smooth talker And I'm invincible in these sunglasses And I am so ignorant now with all that I've learnt I am so ignorant now with all that I've learnt I'm more than adequate Leave Kanye out of this Leave your sertraline in the cabinet And burn what's left of all the cards you kept I'm more than adequate Leave my Daddy's job out of this Leave your sertraline in the cabinet And burn what's left of all the cards you kept I'm more than adequate Leave Kanye out of this Leave your sertraline in the cabinet And burn what's left of all the cards you kept I'm more than adequate Leave my Daddy's job out of this Leave your sertraline in the cabinet And burn what's left of all the cards you kept She sells chemtrails to the students at Bedales I try to free myself from the grip of shellac nails She sells chemtrails to the students at Bedales I try to free myself from the grip of shellac nails
@@HalJam Btw, if it isn't too much to ask, can you do the single version of sunglasses? I really really really (REALLY) want to scream FUCK ME LIKE YOU MEAN IT THIS TIME ISAAACCCC And it would be very cool if you could do Chameleon Paint by Tropical Fuck Storm too (again if it isn't too much to ask)
