Father John Misty - She Cleans Up Lyrics

 Father John Misty - She Cleans Up Lyrics


I had a vision that Mary of Magdalene

Saw the future that awaits just before good Friday eve

Figured the wages of salvation were a little too steep

Said no one's fucking with my baby, lord, and got on to the teet


Cleaning up

Cleaning up

Clean up

She cleans up


What is the one about the female alien

Scarlett drives the Scottish countryside inside of a white van

Oh, I dreamt about it last night and it did my whole day in

Under something man I'm never gonna touch that shit again


Cleaning up

Cleaning up

She cleans up

Cleaning up


I know just how this thing ends

Hallelujah, woman, they got me confused with him

I know, I get just how this thing ends

Hallelujah, baby, I know who butters my bread


When was the accident? Well, I presume you mean

The condition of the silk kimono that didn't come cheap

No did you sit down in a crime scene

Just don't look between your knees

Man, it's certainly a look

Did she at least get the movie?


Cleaning up

Cleaning up

She cleans up

Cleaning up


Use your discretion so I don't have to use mine

I spent a hundred bucks on gas

Baby, let's just have a good time

How do you wait out for your son

Now the rabbit's got the gun?

She ain't joining you for dinner

Been on the menu too long


Cleaning up

Cleaning up

She cleans up

Cleaning up


I know just how this thing ends

Hallelujah, guess we gave the karmic wheel a spin, oh, yeah

I know just how this thing ends

The aggriever goes aggressor and we do it all again


Take it from a demon

You can't say I never said

Take it from a demon

That the devil don't protect it's friends

Take it from a demon

He'll never work in this town again

Take it from a demon

He'll make sure an angel goes down next


I know just how this thing ends

The misogynists daughter made him rethink what he said

I know just how this thing ends

She has trouble reconciling

Pops with the things that she read

I know just how this thing ends

Hundred billion babies born every millennium

Oh, no, I know just how this thing ends

Man, I hope nobody messes with the wrong rejected men, oh

I know just how this thing ends

Sure your politics are perfect with the gun aimed at your head

I know just how this thing ends

It's a good thing God gave us someone on whom we can depend to clean up



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