Manners Lyrics – Bad Waitress
Singer: Bad Waitress
Title: Manners
Sit up straight good
Sit up straight good
Sitting at the table
Playing with my stack of peas
Waiting for the plastic forks
To melt beneath the cupboard
“Little brother, pass the butter”
“Don’t play with your meat”
“You’re a little glutton made of mutton”
“Playing with your seeds”
We paint a perfect picture
For the whole wild world to see
A little tropicana
With a perfect summer breeze
Rigmarole my darling
She’s a piece of poetry
I want her to be mine
Forever mine to be
Let ’em roll let ’em bleed
Let ’em run to the sea
Let ’em burn into the fire
Let it feed the world’s desire
I want you to relieve me
Of the things i cannot be
You want a little dog
To commit your entropy
Rigmarole my darling
She’s a piece of poetry
I want her to be mine
Forever mine to be
Let ’em roll let ’em bleed
Let ’em run to the sea
Let ’em burn into the fire
Let it feed the world’s desire
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Lyrics Bad Waitress – Manners
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