Post Office Winter - Stag's Head Motel - Lyrics, Similar artists

Kishore Kumar Hits — Post Office Winter - Stag's Head Motel lyrics

Artist: Post Office Winter

album: Songs for a Scientist

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 dear, 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 dear 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 dear
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

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