I made you a sacrifice
And now you want back your key
I made you an offer
That wasn't good enough for thee
I said a prayer for you and now you want to murder me
You invite me over
You pull out a bed of nails
You ask me to wear a necklace
made out of shotgun shells
You bury me in carrots as if my name were Peter Cotton Tail
I don't want it
You can keep it
I don't need it
You can have it
King of the Rats on his garbage throne
I gave you a paradise
and now you want to rattle my cage
I brought you to the ocean
You went back to your underground cave
I gave you the "Book of Delights"
You tore out every page...
When I enter your house tonight
It won't be with a dagger
Even when you take my money
with unkind unearthly swagger
You can try to run the game on me
But baby that don't even matter
I'll never tell anyone about the misery you made
That's a secret I'll keep with me to the grave
Kind of the rats on his garbage throne
Taleen Kali's latest single harkens back to the sweet garage pop sound of Dum Dum Girls and Frankie Rose and the Outs. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 13, 2022