Letra da Música The Penultimate Clinch de Maxïmo Park

Bury me
Like dangerous waste.
I'll lay dormant
For a thousand years.
But it's like dismantling
A decommissioned spacecraft.
Some parts you can't destroy.

She fidgets too much.
I've got a bee in my bonnet.

She stayed aspirant
To avoid accidents.
On my return I will smother you.
In everything that I've learnt
Until you turn blue.
Now is never a good time
When you're ready to engage.
My newsprint fingers are turning a page.

Oh, she fidgets too much.
I've got a bee in my bonnet.

Soon enough our lips will linger
And you start to pull away
Before this chance is torn asunder
Your hips begin to sway.

The penultimate clinch
Lasted the longest
It's the penultimate clinch
It was the warmest
That delivered a pinch
Sounded the warning
Of a foolish flinch
I found it appalling

Oh, the penultimate clinch
Lasted the longest
It's the penultimate clinch
It was the warmest
That delivered a pinch
Sounded the warning
Of a foolish flinch
I found it appalling