Wicker Bar [Machty, Saint-Petersburg 2020] Songtext
von Robocobra Quartet

I thought about the wicker bar
Heavy rain i pine for
Used to set my birthday as my PIN
Red string, cork board, tacks: it′s the place i'm in

I thought about the school′s rules of which i had no clue:
To cross my legs when i sat down
And move across the hallway when september comes around

It came around: "can i please come around?"


And i thought about that painting
Primary colours splashed over corrugated card
It looked quite hard

And i thought about my bust mitral valve
It pumps forty-two million times, year round
And i suppose i broke my heart in a literal sense
Back row kings, benched

And i wondered if i still had the chance to spout my defiance to the skies
Dukakis tanked; lost track and tread
I was broke but i'm on the mend

The shape i'll leave when i′m gone will not stand without me
That empty shell will collapse on itself