My great, great, great grandfather fucked Nell Gwyn
And that is why you’re in the state you’re in
Twenty thousand corpses in the mud
They died to save the pureness of my blood
And yet my crest is lions rampant on a field of purest white
Stride into battle with my name on your lips
Sink to the bottom with my name on your ship
Serve at my pleasure till you’ve paid for your crimes
But kill for my treasure and I’ll make you a knight
I’ll have your guts for garters just you see
‘Cos the deer that you’re eating’s meant for me
The land on which you stand is mine as well
The sky, the sea, and all you see
By right, by deed, by destiny
‘Cos Cerdic was my ancestor, you see?
Stride into battle with my name on your lips
Sink to the bottom with my name on your ship
Serve at my pleasure till you’ve paid for your crimes
But kill for my treasure and I’ll make you a knight
Pickle Darling looks to the sky on sweet, outer space-inspired LP, elevating their bedroom pop prowess further than ever before. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 25, 2021