Sunglasses Black Country, New Road

[Part 1]

[Instrumental Intro]

[Verse 1]
Welcome to the best new six-part Danish crime drama
She steams herself in marble rooms, courtesy of Pig
I lose myself in the light of the TV, courtesy of her father
She buys everything that glows gold in the kitchen larder

[Verse 2]
Mother is juicing watermelons on the breakfast island
And with frail hands she grips the NutriBullet
And the bite of its blades reminds me of a future that I am in no way part of
And in a wall of photographs
In the downstairs second living room's TV area
I become her father
And complain of mediocre theatre in the daytime
And ice in single malt whiskey at night
Of rising skirt hems and lowering IQs
And things just aren't built like they used to be
The absolute pinnacle of British engineering

[Refrain]
And I am so ignorant now, with all that I have learnt
I am so ignorant now, with all that I have learnt
Yes, I am so ignorant now, with all that I have learnt
I am so ignorant now, with all that I have learnt
I am so ignorant now, with all that I have learnt