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--