Ironworks

I am sweet swine

In Victorian doorways

In tempestuous foreplay

I am sweet swine

Among whites not bright

And clocks locked

I am sweet swine

In Victorian doorways

In tempestuous foreplay

I am sweet swine

Among whites not bright

And clocks locked

On the night of cake and kin

Where I took you by your skin indoors

A light spinning, we perform

(And outside, left you again to your wife)

Through Victorian doorways

How I house my heart in ironworks, it hurts (there must be some finesse, there must be some finesse)

How I house my heart in ironworks, it hurts (to self-worth)

(There must be some finesse to self-worth)

I am sweet swine

In Victorian doorways

In tempestuous foreplay

I am sweet swine

Among whites not bright

And clocks locked

I am sweet swine

And no man is ever mine

And no man is ever mine

I am sweet swine

And no man is ever mine

And no man is ever mine