Bitter Suite Lyrics by Fish

Bitter Suite Lyrics

    1) brief encounter

    A spider wanders aimlessly within the warmth of a shadow
    Not the regal creature of border caves
    But the poor, misguided directionless
    Familiar of some obscure scottish poet

    The mist crawls from the canal
    Like some primordial phantom of romance
    To curl, under a cascade of neon pollen
    While i sit tied to the phone like an expectant father
    Your carnation will rot in a vase

    2) lost weekend

    A train sleeps in a siding
    The driver guzzles another can of lager
    To wash away the memories of a friday night down at the club

    She was a wallflower at sixteen
    She'll be a wallflower at thirty four
    Her mother called her beautiful
    Her daddy said "a whore".

    3) blue angel

    The sky was bible black in lyon
    When i met the magdalene
    She was paralysed in a streetlight
    She refused to give her name

    And a ring of violet bruises
    They were pinned upon her arm
    Two hundred francs for sanctuary and she led me by the hand
    To a room of dancing shadows where all the heartache disappears
    And from the glowing tongues of candles i heard her whisper in my ear
    "j'entend ton coeur"
    "j'entend ton coeur"
    I can hear your heart
    I can hear your heart
    I can hear your heart

    4) misplaced rendezvous

    It's getting late for scribbling and scratching on the paper
    Something's gonna give under this pressure
    The cracks are already beginning to show
    It's too late
    The weekend career girl never boarded the plane
    They said this could never happen again
    So wrong, so wrong

    This time, it's looking like another misplaced rendezvous
    This time it seems to be another misplaced rendezvous with you
    The parallel of you, you

    5) windswept thumb

    On the outskirts of nowhere
    On the ringroad to somewhere
    On the verge of indecision
    I'll always take the roundabout way
    Waiting on the rain
    For i was born with a habit
    From a sign
    The habit of a windswept thumb
    And the sign of the rain
    Rain on me!

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