Vanity Fair, I've had enough of your plans for me
years of my life spent on fantasy
you just lie to me
Vanity Fair, class and romance make a fool of me
why would I want Hell's nobility?
you sell misery labeled as love
tables and tables of wares on parade
all one could want but so shoddily made
they won't buy your soul but they'll take it on trade
a small bit to touch and a sample to try
(you can) taste everything even if you don't buy
you can stay forever in
Vanity Fair...
bow-ties and collars so clean and well-pressed
shopkeeper's wives with clear eyes and well-dressed
faces you trust and love just like the rest
but
why are their hands always under their coats?
perhaps just a knife to hold, cold to your throat
should you get keen on leaving
Vanity Fair...
Just a great, solid songwriter with all the sincerity you would need to persuade a small-town sheriff out of a parking violation. Super mellow goodness. Parlour Regiment
Freewheeling songs that draw clear inspiration from Afrobeat, blending darting horn charts with warm vocal melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 21, 2017