Alt-J - Fitzpleasure lyrics

Tralala, Trala–, Tra-a la, –la
Tralala, Trala–, Tra-a la, –la
Tralala, Trala–, Tra-a la, –la
Tralala, Trala–, Tra-a

In your snatch fit's pleasure
Broom-shaped pleasure
Deep greedy and googling every corner
La, Trala–, Tra-a la, –la la la la la la la

Dead in the middle of the C-O double-M O-N
Little did I know then
That the Mandela Boys soon become Mandela Men
Tall woman pull the pylons down
And wrap them around the necks
Of all the feckless men that
Queue to be the next

Steepled fingers
Ring la la la la la la la la leaders
Queue-queue jumpers
Rock, fist, paper, scissors
La la la la la la-lingered fluffers
They choir: In your hoof lies the heartland
Where we tent for our treasure, pleasure
Leisure les yeux, it's all in your eyes

In your snatch fit's pleasure
A broom-shaped pleasure
Deep greedy and googling every corner

Tralala, Trala–, Tra-a la
–la la la la la la la
Oh, oh, oh, oh, blinded by the lights