Lyrics The Servant

The Servant

Tangled Up in Headphone Lead

Tangled up in headphone lead

Hot rubber bleeds

Out of your Nikes and onto the shop floor

Now walk like a claw

I draw air on napkins

You dribble down bright lit aisles

Scratching at your smile

And run your thumb along the rims of tins

You use your hands like pins

I watch, drinking coffee

What music do you like?

I like anything that's good

Filling up your boot

Your trolley sighs as you make your goodbyes

You climb into your seat

And touch the steering wheel

And I wonder how you feel

I struggle with complex food

What music do you like?

I like anything that's good

From the carpark you see the sea

The polythene sea

From the carpark...