What a day to be alive! The state of everything I know you saw the sign (in the window) The braying fist on hollow wood Sticky fingers on sugar glass Are you really so? (desperate desperate desperate) All that divides us is evil All that unites us is evil No, all that really divides is the binary hive mind And the restraint that it takes, not to stick ourselves Into every abstract object on the gallery shelves
Then the trapper came around He was trying to sell me pelts It was midday on a Monday So all the smart people were at work Trap music blaring from his furry boombox The trapper tripped, I laughed he flipped, said SHUT YOUR FUCKING TRAP Or I'll eradicate nature, right now forever Or I'll eradicate nature, right now forever So I bought all his pelts (all his pelts!) At a bulk buy discount
I took out a small business loan And I bought all his pelts I threw them in the boot of my car and drove downtown I pitched up a stall, outside the office blocks And come five o'clock, it was so cold That everybody needed one, everybody wanted two So I upped the price and I bled them dry cuz that's what you do And come six o'clock, I'd oversold And my smile was made of solid gold
I collapsed under the weight of my own success (Yes)
And driving away with my many grapes, my many women And my ginormous mountain of never ending blow I saw the trapper disappear from my rear view mirror With no pelts to call his own Shivering, naked and all alone… In the snow
The senseless charm, the gnawing guilt (THE TRAPPER'S PELTS, THE TRAPPER'S PELTS!) The senseless charm, the gnawing guilt (THE TRAPPER'S PELTS, THE TRAPPER'S PELTS!) The senseless charm, the gnawing guilt (THE TRAPPER'S PELTS, THE TRAPPER'S PELTS!) The senseless charm, the gnawing guilt (THE TRAPPER'S PELTS, THE TRAPPER'S PELTS!)
H. M. R. C. (pay as you feel)
Compositores: Christopher Duffin, James Smith, Jay Russell, Ryan Needham & Sam Shipstone