Song Lyrics
Crying on the stairs, father figures and mother fuckers who knew the man
Mcgreggor s dead, pick up the pen, while the long line of limousines snake down the hill
Father figures and mother fuckers who knew the man, recall his lies
Carving up the will, rest in your bed mcgreggor, father figures and mother fuckers who knew the man
Record his reign, a raven on the gable singing jesus doesn t care
There was lying at the table, mcgreggor s dead Elbow, with the prodigal and pompous who knew the man
A women at the window, with the prodigal and pompous who knew the man Elbow, rest in your bed
They ll keep them waiting, mcgreggor s dead Elbow, for the bitch who bore him is in heat again
They ll keep them waiting, father figures and mother fuckers who knew the man, rest in your bed
while the long line of limousines snake down the hill
a raven on the gable singing jesus doesn t care
Recall his lies, there was lying at the table, for the bitch who bore him is in heat again
No blinking or emotion like the prow of a ship, rest in your bed
With the prodigal and pompous who knew the man, record his reign, pick up the pen
Mcgreggor s dead, recall his lies
Mcgreggor s dead, recall his lies
for the bitch who bore him is in heat again
God s torment at the party as if god knew the man, pick up the pen
there was lying at the table
record his reign
Recall his lies, crying on the stairs, pick up the pen
Rest in your bed, staring out across the ocean like the prow of a ship Elbow, no blinking or emotion like the prow of a ship
Record his reign, pick up the pen Elbow, rest in your bed
Mcgreggor s dead, the kids are in the kitchen