What is it that makes you cough so much
In the shower every morning, dearest love?
I know you’re not smoking any more
So is this some kind of warning we’d be foolish to ignore?
If there’s some dark disquiet in your head
Where happiness has never made its bed
Or if it’s something that I’ve done
I’m not too good at noticing
So tell me if I’m aggravating
What is it that gets you so uptight
When your jaw clicks in the middle of the night?
If I could unwind you to your feet
As the temperature dissolves us into summer’s sweaty sheets
You’re scratching at your eyes when you’re asleep
You're picking at your fingers with your teeth
These nervous tics do worry me
But I know we're prone to bottling
So tell me what you find frustrating
Despite all this I love you ENDLESSLY
And I get the feeling you're in love with me
I hope I haven't misread you
But I know that I can be improved
So ask of me all that you want to.
Cartoons! Disco! Chansons! Every excellent version of pop music you can think of, with the best lyricist this side of, ooh, I dunno, Jake Thackray. The French Defence
Another great album - dean wareham, joanna gruesome, lonely tourist, dorotea, the chills, manhattan love suicides & spearmint are all highlights but the whole lot is pretty darn great really martin kiosk