Grotesque (After The Gramme)

The Fall Grotesque (After The Gramme) Lyrics
1.City Hobgoblins

Spiders know these things
Gremlins know these things
Tap, tap, tap, tap
You think it's the pipes
But who turns on the lights?
Our city hobgoblins
Ubu le Roi is a home hobgoblin
And at nights all ready
Our city hobgoblins
Infest my home at night
They are not alright
Ten times my age
One-tenth my height
Our city hobgoblins
Buzz of the all-night mill
Ah but evil
Emigres from old green glades
Pretentious eh?
Our city hobgoblins
They'll get yer
So Queen Victoria
Is a large black slug in Piccadilly, Manchester
Our city hobgoblins
And they say
We cannot walk the floor at night in peace
At night in peace


2.Impression Of J Temperance

Hate wide for dog breeder
in the town of purport
A never seen dog breeder
This is the tale of his replica.

Name was J. Temperance
Only two did not hate him
Because peasants fear local indifference
Pet shop and the vet, Cameron.

One night vet is called out
from his overpaid leisure
To Temperance household, delivered ran out
and phoned his wife in terror.

The next bit is hard to relate.
(There are no read-outs for this part of the track.)
The new born thing hard to describe
Like a rat that's been trapped inside
A warehouse base, near a city tide
Brown sockets, purple eyes
And fed with rubbish from disposal barges brown and covered

No changeling,
as the birth was witnessed.
Only one person could do this:
'Yes' said Cameron
'and the thing was in the
impression of J. Temperance.'

His hideous replica.
Scrutinise the little monster
Disappeared through the door
His hideous replica