Lyrics Polar Nettles - Neko Case
He
takes
his
dinner
in
the
bed
Love
sickened
and
infirmed
The
orderly
found
him
there
Filleted
on
the
marble
stairs
Hat
still
in
hand,
His
smoking
remains
blown
out
by
a
kiss
from
Nurse
Someday
Soon
Someday
soon
Someday
soon
Some,
some,
some
His
eyes
are
closed
He
mouths
her
name
The
rosary
her
lips
and
tongue
She
is
the
centrifuge
that
throws
the
spires
from
the
sun
The
Sistine
Chapel
painted
with
a
Gatling
gun
Someday
soon
Someday
soon
Someday
soon
Someday
soon
Someday
soon
Polar
nettles
set
on
end
Move
like
starlings
up
a
cliff
Antennae
of
her
foggy
touch
The
force
field
'round
her
frosty
hips
Whose
shape
recalls
the
wicked
spade
That
buried
him
but
on
his
lips
The
last
rites
of
Nurse
Someday
Soon

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