Marionette
by GUM & Ambrose Kenny-Smith
From the album: Ill Times
Track 9 of 10 on Ill Times (2024).
Duration: 3:40
Lyrics for Marionette
The old romeo slips on his robe He鈥檚 checking his mailbox again and no There ain鈥檛 nothing there He鈥檚 been waiting for a package in the mail But it鈥檚 just a couple outdated pamphlets For a sunshine holiday that鈥檚 far too exotic If it he had it his way he鈥檇 be alone in a cottage Rather than swimming in the Caribbean Marionette Analyzing in a rocking chair Marionette The misfortunate animist Skeptical of the letters that keep returning back to sender Blankly staring in the mirror Nobody ever took the time to get to know him He鈥檚 happier to shoot the messenger And blame it on the change in weather Disheveled and wondering Whether if he鈥檚 misread the situation again You made your bed, now you gotta lay in it Coming to terms but you got no penitence A cannonball firing away So we better duck for cover The things you鈥檝e said, don鈥檛 you wish you could take 'em back But that ain鈥檛 quite in your vocab The general consensus is some people don鈥檛 forgive and forget Marionette Analyzing in a rocking chair Marionette The misfortunate animal You made your bed now, you gotta lay in it Coming to terms but you got no penitence A cannonball firing away So we better duck for cover The things you鈥檝e said, don鈥檛 you wish you could take 'em back But that ain鈥檛 quite in your vocab The general consensus is some people don鈥檛 forgive and forget Marionette Analyzing in a rocking chair Marionette The misfortunate animist Marionette Analyzing in a rocking chair Marionette Reconciling with his frail conscience