Hang The Cyst

The Last Shadow Puppets


Hang the Cyst

Was he badly mistaken or guided
As he wondered his valley built in silence
He'd cover his face to speak as he chewed off his finger to the bone.

The haze of his coloured days
That march of contempt as his dignity spits to unveil his bitter sweetness.

The town will shudder and stare
As his presence of a single glare
As he makes is way through the local square
And he says to them; "You're a broken fence in the yard of annoyance."
You're a broken fence in the yard of annoyance, Annoyance

Hang the cyst
Hang the cyst
Hang the cyst.

The first time that they saw him laugh
Was at the sight of his wilting noose
And the chancer was still reduced to an angry silence.
He escaped in the shock of the snap
His wonderful vanishing act
Was a spectacle but not one anyone expected
The route was planned as much as the brooch pin dagger.
The route was planned as much as the brooch pin dagger.

Catch the cyst
Catch the cyst
Catch the cyst
Catch the cyst

(Hang the cyst)

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