Miner's Gruel Lyrics - The Peace & Truce Of Future Of The Left - Future Of The Left

lindsay - i was talking to your father 

and well, we think it's time that you moved out 

the sense of entitlement is one thing, darling 

but the truth is that life is too precious to be ruined 

i grant you that living in this house isn't easy 

at least, after your grandparents died 

thing were pretty tense for a couple of months 

and then the summer reminded us to laugh 

sit on their bellies and pull out their hair 

feed them their miners gruel 

next week - you'll be thanking your lucky stars 

instead of cursing at them 

we both want the best for your future, my darling 

but if time is not linear then the facts are contestable 

please know that we will always be there for you 

although our number has changed 

and don't try to contact your sister in sheffield 

truth has denied you the right 

your dad loves his stereo 

don't you dad? 

yes you do 

look at you 

nodding there 

look at you 

nodding there 

pity me 

pity me 

no, i'm the other one 

why are you learning french 

are you emotional? 

dad is a busy man 

nobody works like him 

look at him sitting there 

sitting there 

breathing in 

pity me 

pity me 

i am a mother too 

pity me 

pity me 

i am so motherly 

i'm feeding i'm feeding i'm feeding the furnace 

i'm feeding i'm feeding i'm feeding the furnaces 

so pity me, pity me 

my back is killing me 

i didn't ask for a back - i'm serious