Black Lung Pond

[Verse 1: Nick Allbrook]
Sugar, tea, and mutton flour
Clotted cream and blood and power
Yeah
And even dreaming makes you sour
See the pearly gates from the water tower

[Verse 2: James Ireland]
(Sugar, tea, and mutton flour)
(Clotted cream and blood and power)
(Even dreaming makes you sour)
(See the pearly gates from the water tower)

[Verse 3: Nick Allbrook]
You give me sweet, sweet nothing
And whisper with a forked tongue
I'm thirty-five and I might start larping
If I shake this black, black lung

[Bridge: Jay Watson]
Fall in circles in the yard
Don't speak without my mask
Fighting fire to avoid
Coke Zero for the boys

[Outro: Jay Watson]
All that's left here is gold
And all that glitters is free
All that's left here is gold
And all that glitters is free