Jam packed from floor to floor in my animal house made for four
Antlers adorn every door with the lucky few looking on in scorn
My deer, a dear friend of mine
sits at the table his mouth in a line
Picks up a fork
Looks down at his plate
the venison fills him with such distaste
My love, what a lovely voice you have
Why do you always sing that song? You know it makes me sad
Belt out all your notes, put on a charade
But when the curtains close, you laugh it all away
My dear, a deer friend of mine
Tends to the fire, he runs out of time
Puts down his pipe
Sits down at his place
With trembling hands
They're all saying grace
My deer,
Where have you been?
It's cold in your bed
And you're soon to be wed
My dear,
Your face is all gone
And there's smoke on the lawn
While your house is still on fire
credits
from Songs for a Scientist,
released June 25, 2021
WRITTEN, RECORDED, AND PRODUCED BY HUFFMAN & JOHNSTON
supported by 27 fans who also own “stag's head motel”
Dirtbag Transformation: "What is this?" was my first reaction. But what an amazing song. It reminds me a bit of the Pixies in how it pulls together dissonance and then resolves. malfunction54
supported by 24 fans who also own “stag's head motel”
This song ticks all the boxes for me. Guitar sounds, vocals, song structure. I can't put my finger on any one factor, it all works together to make a really great song. malfunction54