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The music for this dark little beast was written about ten years ago, but it took me much longer to pen some words, obviously.When I wrote it I tried to contrast Jerome and Leo disposing of a body with the absolute banality of their talk over the trunk about Michelle cheating on Jerome. For me the fact that it was nothing out of the ordinary was a very Sopranos-y thing.

When I showed the lyric to a friend, however, she misinterpreted the story — to her it seemed the men were burying Michelle.

I like that version a lot better.

Let’s head out now while the clouds are still over the moon
It looks like rain, but we can’t wait much more
I’ll go get the lime, you get the shovels from the barn
Meet me with the car at the cellar door

Give me a hand; lift on the count of three
Get in the front and let’s get gone, Jerome
I know it’s a risk, but we’ll have to take the highway
We need to be back before Kate gets home

I don’t want to hear another word about Michelle
She did what she did, now focus on the task at hand
People will talk, but Jerome you need to let them
Sometimes shit happens… be the bigger man

Tell me again you’re sure that you weren’t followed
Tell me again that no-one saw you come
You shoot off your mouth when you’ve been drinking
Tell me one more time that you ain’t been dumb