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Black Country, New Road - Sunglasses lyrics


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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
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 whiskey at night
Of rising skirt hems and 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 have learnt
I am so ignorant now, with all that I have learnt
Yes, I am so ignorant now, with all that I have learnt
I am so ignorant now, with all that I have learnt x2

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 as Richard Hell
I am locked away in a high-tech wrap-around translucent blue tinted fortress
And you cannot touch me
I am invincible in these sunglasses
Cars are going "Beep, beep, beep"
And there are so many roadmen on this street
And they cannot tell that I am scared
I am invincible in these sunglasses
I am modern Scott Walker
I am a surprisingly smooth talker
And I'm invincible in these sunglasses

And I'm 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 x2

She sells chemtrails
To the students at Bedales
I try to free myself from the grip
Of shellac nails
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Cover: Black Country, New Road - Sunglasses
  • For The First Time

  • Year
  • 2021

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