Vampire Weekend "Ottoman" lyrics

Ottoman

Ottoman couch, how handsome your furnitureLovelier now, but dressed for a funeralBegging you to sit for a portrait on the wallTo hang in the dark of some parliamentary hall

Elegant clothes you want to be seen with herUnder your tweeds you sweat like a teenagerBegging you to sit for a portrait on the wallTo hang in the dark of some parliamentary hall

Today is for youThey laid it out for youFor youThere will be six bells a-ringing and white women singing for youBut this feels so unnatural to Peter Gabriel, too

All of the cops and all of the time it tookSoon it's all lines read in a leather bookBegging you to wait for a minute by the doorYour creeping feet where they've never been before

Today is for youThey laid it out for youFor youThere will be six bells a-ringing and white women singing for youBut this feels so unnatural to Peter Gabriel, too

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