Lyrics Goodnight - Dry Cleaning

Goodnight

During what was probably the longest two and a half months of my life
After a near death experience
I could not sleep
I was on edge at all times
And the only thing that kept me going was Saw Two
My cat died three months ago at seventeen years old
When this song plays I can remember the good old days
When I was a kid how we played together with my cat at home alone with my
brother
And all the good days I had with her
Good night sweet princess
She said, «Have you ever spat cum onto the carpet of a Travelodge»
Unwanted oils
I keep fit running after my kids
Imagine being able to stack the odds of lasting love entirely in your favor
How dare you I’m the best at what I do
How fucking dare you, don’t touch me
You stole my childhood CDs you fuck
I need you all to shut up
I’m going through a tough time
Some bitch with a plaster on her face is laughing at me?
Friday nights in 91−92
Getting the 6:15 Thameslink from Farringdon to Leatherhead with this on my
walkman
This song makes me remember being at my Grandparents house
On the swing I had in the backyard
I must have been three or four years old
Sometimes there’s also a particular smell that activates this memory for me
Something like the smell of rain on thundery days
Anyway I had been swinging for hours trying to reach higher and higher
And I felt like the king of the universe
Everything was so easy
Everyone was alive
And they looked so happy
I miss my grandmother