Polished Knives

Lyrics for Polished Knives

We were members of the company in its heyday We'd take smoky breaks in the alleyway, watch yellows go grey When I'm tired, I get neurotic Worn down, rechecking the locks I left the stove on in the parking lot Bent down, rechecking my knots Polished knives are gonna pay our way Polished knives are gonna pay our way Our union was strong as our love, like a brook in the bay In the shifty days, there were fifty ways to leave our doldrums, babe In the kitchen, I'm all logic Heads roll, the fruit never rots I polish flatware like it's money Saving up for a year of someday Polished knives are gonna pay our way Polished knives are gonna pay our way Fast-forward mixtape, that would be unlike you, babe Yeah, I forgot the chorus to your favorite song They're like two birds of paradise Locked out of our home What is that home? Well, it is paradise, baby I re-wrote the chorus to your favorite song I'm like your colleague with a dart to bum It goes this way It goes this way, yeah We were members of the company in its heyday We'd take smoky breaks in the alleyway, watch yellows go grey When I'm tired, I get neurotic Worn down, rechecking the locks You were with me in the parking lot You got a handle on the doors we shut Polished knives are gonna pay our way Polished knives are gonna pay our way Polished knives are gonna pay our way