ist - Freudian Corduroy - Released 2003
This is Where We Came In
This is where we came in
Inflagrante delicto, six-inch deep in sin
There’s a man in a mac,
In a taxi out back
And he’s loaded his film,
And he’s ready to snap
You and me
In our indelicacy
Cause I’m too tired to fight it
Too tired to even sit down and write about it
I’m too tired to let you down
This is where we came in
Two fallen angels, cavorting on the head of a pin
Well, we’ve screwed ourselves loose
I’m well-hung in your noose
And if the eyes at the window
Are Yahweh and Zeus
Let ‘em through
We’ll show the Gods something new
Cause I’m too tired to fight it
Too tired to even sit down and write about it
I’m too tired to let you down
Let’s get one thing clear right now,
This is no rose-tinted movie romance
These are the days of our lives
The squalid and sordid
Afternoons spent pursuit of carnal oblivion
Oh, you know what I mean, baby
It’s time to do the dance of love
The horizontal mambo
It’s time to throw off the shackles of outmoded morality
Pass me those fur-lined handcuffs and that jar of gherkins
But wait, is that a knock I hear upon the door?
A creak upon the dilapidated floorboard
Isn’t this where we came in?
Cause I’m too tired to fight it
Too tired to even sit down and write about it
I’m too tired to let you down
(c) 2003 ist
Lyrics: Hall Music: ist
Other Releases
Toothpick Bridge
King Martha
EPs, Singles and Outtakes