At the W.A.L. Songtext
von King Creosote

That′s some wasps out in August
Where I cried why I'm terrified
Until that time my focus trained itself
On the girls that I′d shamed
Their faces tear-stained
After all these years away
And what they said to those who'd listen
I could only guess a hazard
As the hospitality ran drier
Than the Sahara drought humour
At your Women Against Laughter meetings

I know there weren't that many thousands
You chose me I believe
For the same reasons
That made me the bullseye of the targets
For the umpteen venom tipped daggers


My back is turned
My ears are burning
My back is turned
My ears are burning

I know I don′t remember all their names
There′s only one that I didn't lie with
She is a pain, but a pain right here
Cross my heart and hope to die
Cross my heart and hope to die
Cross my heart and hope to die
Cross my heart and hope to die

It′s gonna be alright
It's gonna be alright
It′s gonna be alright
It's gonna be alright
It′s gonna be alright
It's gonna be alright
It's gonna be alright
It′s gonna be alright

That′s some wasps out in August