Imelda May - Elephant lyrics

There's an elephant in the room
And it's fucking huge a prophecy of gloom
Looming larger than life

Of gigantuous height in full plain sight
And right under our upturned noses
Luca bos poses

No trumping it's trunk no growling or grunts
It's quiet big
There stillness impressive
Presence oppressive passive aggressive
Does powerful nothing yet

Enough to be felt, smelt
Knelt at the altar of
Pray, what shall we do?
Call emergency or London Zoo

Definitely don't starе
Or acknowledge it's therе
Keep calm and carry on keep moving along
Though nothing is wrong

Make pleasant exchanges of weatherly changes
"Rain? I say!" the proper way
Stiff upper lip

And all that and chit chat
And be a good chap and pass the sugar
"One lump or two?" but whatever you do
Don't mention the elephant in
This room!