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letra de achtung - modern woman

[verse 1]
kevin lived up near that red suburban subaru that had broken down
his mother made him come round with homemade german food for mine, that’s how it began
summer was spread out, thick with possibilities
so when his father was busy, we’d lie near the open window while julie played piano in c
he was everything, i thought he was the north’s answer to christ
he wanted to be mascotted on teatowels, tattooed on bodies, face in pixels
the dead englishmen, we know their names, he’d say what he wanted to be
whereas i wanted to lie a floor above them while julie played piano in c
father blocked out the sun so the plants were always wilted
and the curtains hung rank and sad (no touch)
and outside tarmac would gape open like thousands of tiny mouths
even they got to taste kevin’s flashing gaps of skin and i was scared

[chorus]
that his father would come in
that his father would come in
that his father would come in

[verse 2]
we used to write dirty words on paper stolen from his father’s office
i would scrunch them up, put them in a plant pot or an empty tree branch socket
i thought one day the police might come down for that red subaru
what if they find them and arrest me, take me but never you?
but they’d never take him
little pebbles tied with string, locks of hair, fingernails
forgotten cocoons in tupperwares, gossamer rings
this was a household of men if that’s what you call one of a shy woman
though everything was made pale pink: baby shoes, linen, the inside of his cheek
father’s voice gave grief to strangers, father’s voice made mothers grieve
father’s voice made little lines round his wife’s eyes with his words
tell her to stop, tell her to stop, tell her to stop it, ugh!
[chorus]
that his father would come in
that his father would come in
that his father would come in

[verse 3]
he’d go around, tell her to stop when julie next-door would play
he’d close all the doors and the windows, say about a spoiled sunday
so we’d sneak upstairs all quiet whenever she played abide with me
we’d go upstairs when the walls began to be flayed by her piano in c
which of us left the other undressed, animal-free
i don’t remember a particular split
his father kept talking and talked into his head
said men should only be gentle when they’re in their women’s beds, ah!
glass bottles on a road, a fight down at a disco
blood leaking from a trainer, a smashed subaru window

[outro]
but in my mind, sometimes
we meet near the open window, his father is out
his mother finally left him
while julie plays abide with me
while julie plays piano in c

- modern woman

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