The Lion & the Teacup Songtext
von Bishop Allen

He was the sun
He was the moon
He was the rat in two-bit shoes
Dig through your drawers, throw out what′s his
Picture his fits

Here is a pink shirt, add to the pile
Light a match, watch it burn a while
Fueled with alcohol, drink from the bottle


Oh pobrecita, tragic little teacup
Did he go and shatter you again?
But the way that you're crying
Is more like a lion
Who licks her wounds before she seeks revenge

Pluck all the stars out of the sky
Sit in the dark and wonder why
That wicked grin, and see it again,
Because it′s tremendous

Wrap all your thoughts in ribbons and bows
Give them away at a party you throw
Climbing up on the roof while you're looking for proof
You did what you did


Oh pobrecita, tragic little teacup
Did he go and shatter you again?
But the way that you're crying
Is more like a lion
Who licks her wounds before she seeks revenge