Out of her mouth it came as no surprise
Lipstick stained on whipcream lies
I feel that if I had been uglier
It would have been easier

There it sat, blinked and spat
In a black feather hat
And said the rat
I now possess quasi success

But she wants to be a better singer
Swing the heartache
Just for her sake
But she wants to be a better singer
Swing the heartache
Just for her sake

• A God in an Alcove
• Departure
• Night Time
• Party of The First Part
• Poison Pen
• She's in Parties
• Silent Hedges
• Swing The Heartache
• Telegram Sam
• The Three Shadows
• Third Uncle