Nice Thick Feathers - Russian Red

She said hey, wont you pick me up?

he said, well, what about at nine?

And she wakes up, its freezing cold outside

but hes not there, wherever he may fly?

Barely aware of her reality, she stands right by

the centre of the room.

Feathers, shes got nice thick feathers

shes put on, for she wanted to reach the violent kingdom.

Every time, she steps on what she calls

the misery land, for only bats and cops

forgets about his kisses and his voice.

He wore a suit with labels at the front.

Barely aware of her reality, she stands right by

the centre of the room.

Feathers, shes got nice thick feathers

shes put on, for she wanted to reach the violent kingdom.

Barely aware of their reality, she stands right by

the centre of the room.