alt-J (∆) - Fitzpleasure

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Deep greedy and googling every corner La tra la tra-ah la La la la la la la la

Dead in the middle Of the C-O double M-O-N Little did I know then That the Mandela Boys soon become Mandela Men Tall woman Pull the pylons down And wrap them around the necks Of all the feckless men that queue to be the next

Steepled fingers Ring la la la la la la la la leaders Queue jumpers Rock fist paper scissors, la la la la la la lingered fluffers (the choir) In your hoof lies the heartland Where we tent for our treasure, pleasure, leisure Les yeux, it's all in your eyes In your snatch fitzpleasure A broom-shaped pleasure

Deep greedy and googling every corner Tra la la tra la tra-ah la La la la la la la la Ohhhhhhh Blended by the lights