sung in the character of Midworth Curtis
Crack a cider gold in the shadow of the spider trees
I can see you shiver, it's cold, take my hoody, please -
Be warm instead of me and go to bed with me
I'm just tryin to do what I can to be a better me
Your thoughts are important & I like your style
Take it from the poet with the Hidey-ho smile
Listen to you speak French, as if I don't exist
Party people in the house, raise your fist like this
For Leonard Cohen, For Nick Cave
and all the other gronks that I secretly hate
I'm a book with a cover of two tone colours
White and orange stripes tell you I'm a tiger lover
I hope you're enjoying the warmth of my hood
If its a Penguin Cla**ic then it must be good, uh
Smile and nod like a man with cla**
This is what happens when an angel sees an a**
My eyes are made of gla**, the sun is sinking fast
Looking at your chest like a flag at half mast
Romanticise the past, hands in the gra**
Pocket rocket locked countin' down to the blast
Pretending to be interested in whatever the f**
It's just another night in a week of good luck
But you're the only one that's ever really understood me
So you can keep the hoodie
I know your type, I knew you'd love to show off
And I always knew that you would take it this far
What do I know? I know your type
Flashing lights
You more of a shy girl egotist
I'm more of the, trips to Canberra
Straight from a page of your favourite author
and you will look back at the things that I taught'cha
The coffee I bought'cha, conversational torture
Calculated caffinated bookstore flat white
Stick to the script, keep it rollin', keep it tight
It was all a script from the start
To be perfectly candid, Your heart is a pamphlet
I read it one-handed, distributed exactly the things that you demanded
You can't blame a fella, for knowing the go
You gotta blame yourself at the end of the show
At least you learnt somethin' for once in your life
The Penguin Cla**ic jacket doesn't mean it's alright
But you're the only one that's ever really understood me
So you can keep the hoodie
I know your type, I knew you'd love to show off
And I always knew that you would take it this far
What do I know? I know your type
Flashing lights
You are so smart.
You're like an angel.
And I think that you and I together,
we could really be some--