Locust

Kilbey/Koppes/Powles/Willson-Piper
(Peermusic/CMP (Chase Music Publishing)/Copyright Control)

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Lyrics (unofficial)

[rev. Aug. 31, 2013]

You can count me out about three o'clock
You can find me standing on the block
You can bring me a flock of flying fish
Or a herd of birds or even make a wish

You can make me a man in your own little suit
With a BMW in my boot
And a house on a street where the tycoons meet
Just like the Minotaur back in ancient Crete

(I'm all near)
I used to hang it around
(Feels so weird)
Are you bound to abound

You can meet my girls who look like their mother
You can call them identical but not to each other
You can make me a cake but don't break no eggs
You can wheel me a deal but don't break no legs

(I'm all near)
I used to hang it around
(Feels so weird)
Are you bound to abound

Oh, you can send me a letter that I'll never read
You can open me up but then I'll never bleed
You can get me a rainbow and a place in the sun
Or a skillet of millet and a flat in London

You can learn to play bass, well it took me five minutes
You can learn how to paint but first you must thin it
You can snort up some gear that you hope will appear
You could end up like me with your rent in arrears

(I'm all near)
I used to hang it around
(Feels so weird)
Are you bound to abound

You can string me a bonus that I never received
You can steal my ideas that I never conceived
You can twitch like a mackerel on the sea shore
Or be flashed with the lash when you need to be sure

You could upset your hair with a packet of glue
You could bring out the highlights and oh if they're blue
You could fetch me a copy of the Fortean Times
Or a pack of Coronas and pick up some limes

(I'm all near)
I used to hang it around
(Feels so weird)
Are you bound to abound

You could deal me some aces from the bottom of the deck
You could heal me up traces that I got from the wreck
You can bring me a bunch of translucent flowers
Or a school of shadows or a coven of cowards

You can give me the power to read men's minds
You can source me the force of the meek and the kind
You can lick my boots and bite my hand
You can speak in a language that I don't understand

(I'm all near)
I used to hang it around
(Feels so weird)
Are you bound to abound