Jarvis: Swanky Modes

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Details

  • Status: Played live in 2017
  • Length: Unknown
  • Releases: May be released in future
  • First played live: 2017
  • Recorded: May be recorded in future

Lyrics

These lyrics are transcribed from the performance at Desert Daze on 12 October 2018 and are likely to change if this song is recorded and released

There was a shop called Swanky Modes
Just off the top of the Camden Road
I walked past, recognised you
You screwed a guy then you killed him after
In a film I'd seen about a week before
Way, way, way, way back in the days of yore
Nothing could touch you
Or leave the slightest imprint upon you

Well, you just didn't care
Your hair was the same
Your face looked older and your clothes are grey
Working in the French shop
Trying to keep the dream alive

I saw a guy shooting up on the towpath
He didn't even look up as the shoppers walked past
I thought I heard him say
"How about you get on this?"

Well, how about you get on this?

I can resist gentrification
But I cannot resist temptation
You're carrying a basket
When a ??? caught your eye
A glint behind the clutter of a shop-soiled life
Surely you could miss your appointment
I'll try not to be another disappointment
Turned out you lived above the shop
And that's why you worked there

(No shit Sherlock)

It was a very small flat, with a very narrow kitchen
No need for further explanation
You sat down on the work surface
I got down to work on your surface
I could hardly get my breath
??? like needles on the back of your legs
Hey baby, how about you get on this?

Oh yeah, well how about you get on this?

Well, the ???, had to brush them off
I tried to make tea, but the milk was off
And I forgot my shopping in my rush to get home
In the days of VHS and casual sex

Welcome to the peppermint jungle
So glad that you could come for tea
I know you like a bit of rough and tumble
But you never left your mark on me
Yeah

Some fall by the wayside
Some moved up to Teeside
Some still scoring cocaine
Some laid up with back pain
Ain't it sad when your dreams outlast you?
The things you do to make life go faster
Working on a ringtone, working on a master plan

And the next thing I heard, someone said you were dead
No more hot knives or setting fire to the bed
You were only trying to keep the dream alive

Oh

You tried to keep life at a safe distance
But it's futile to offer resistance
So how about you get on this?

Well, how about you get on this?

How about you get on this?
(Get on this)
How about you get on this?
(Get on this)
How about you get on this?
(Get on this)

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