Polly Scattergood - Nitrogen pink

Nitrogen pink
And a whole load of Wednesdays
They're these sweet rotting memories
That keep you alive

Nitrogen pink please
Throw me a moment
Just to get my composure and to
Stamp on a fly

And the boys had their pearls
And the girls had tobacco
And everybody was laughing at you
Singing
"isn't it, isn't it, isn't it
Such a funny old world
The way tragedy strikes, Sir"

Nitrogen pink
And a whole load of Wednesdays
They're these sweet rotting memories
That keep you alive

Nitrogen pink, please
Throw me a moment
Just to get my composure and to
Stamp on a fly

And the blind man was seeing
Clouds all grey until
The weatherman blew his rain away
And nobody, nobody, nobody make a sound

Nitrogen pink
And a pill for my breakfast
And a bag full of ketchup
That he spilt on his tie

Nitrogen pink
For the unwritten bible
About this mad mad dogs survival
Till he kicked it up in the flames

And all the education, daddy
It never paid because
The fat man, he took my innocence away
And I thought, and I thought, and I thought
You said these streets were paved with gold

Nitrogen pink
For the real Captain Redbeard
For the unlikely pianist
The sad and the gay

Nitrogen pink
For the man in the corner
For the pig at the slaughterhouse
The sweet melody

Played slot machines
Got so rich then we lost it
Found a hole in my pocket
Crack a smile, an we're ok

That long drive home
Nothing much ever after
Nothing hurts me more than laughter
Man, I wish you could be here

Nitrogen pink
And a whole load of Wednesdays
They're these sweet rotting memories
That keep you alive

Nitrogen pink, please
Throw me a moment
Just to get my composure
And to wave you goodbye