Post War Glamour Girls - Sestra

A murder of crows
Swept out of the blue
They descend upon your dress
I won’t intervene, if you want me to?
I can assure you it happens for less
It happens for less
It happens for less
It happens for less
It happens when

I just want something to talk about
That doesn’t involve you
It’s a detrimental virtue
So let’s erupt
He’s behind you now
You couldn’t hear me

And so it begins
Another day
Another opportunity to break my arm
The sentiment is fading
All the icecaps are melting
We are all to blame
We are all to blame, yeah

Pink fur
Headed straight to moscow
Well listen up, sestra
Use your fucking ears and listen
Here we go
Step on the brakes
Pick up the pace
Step on the brakes before it’s too late
The arms daba daba daba da breaks hey
Hey, pick up the pace
Step on the brakes you know it’s too late

I just want something to talk about
That doesn’t involve you
It’s a detrimental virtue
So let’s erupt
He’s behind you now
You couldn’t hear me

Hey, who shut down the light house?
I can’t see the cliff face
No room at the inn
No room at the inn
Oh, the sentiment has crumbled
All the ice caps have withered
We are all to blame
You and me and him and her and

My guilty conscience
Delivered by transit van
It’s, laughing all the way to Sheepscar
Don’t you miss it? No you don’t

Step on the brakes
Pick up the pace
Step on the brakes before it’s too late
The arms daba daba daba da breaks
Hey pick up the pace, pace, pace
Hey, step on the brakes before it’s too late

I just want something to talk about
That doesn’t involve you
It’s a detrimental virtue
So let’s erupt
He’s behind you now
You couldn’t hear me, now

I just want something to talk about