Family Treet

Lyrics for Family Treet

Melts in your mouth But not in your hand It's not in your mind It's not in your land Family, class and nation Romantic expectations With a duty to perform For a man or for this fair land But scratching and growing old You can't be heard Melts on the carpet Mess on the first night She will clean it up She will clean it up Melts for resistance Seeing through a rainy lens She isn't in the bedroom She's not in the bedroom Family, class and nation Romantic expectations With a duty to perform For a man or for this fair land But scratching and growing old You can't be heard Say yes and come to it A procession of beds Of faith of woman man Woman slave Do we have the power to have it any other way? Come dance, they stay away, away, away Come dance, they stay away, away, away Come dance, they stay away, away Melts for resistance Seeing through a rainy lens