Crank Up The Splendour

Days don't get much more pregnant than this

Mother Nature's hairline subdued by an April wish

Those holiday funds can spare me a day

I've got friends in the kitchen ordering takeaway

I've got The Life of Pablo on

Crank up the splendour

On days you won't remember

Give a little fiddle til' your heartstrings in the middle

For a brief controlled surrender

Factor 30, you could never hurt me

Margarita's taste awfully good

A standalone army, quadruple Bacardi

There's a higher power making you blush

And I'd hate to make you blush

Crank up the splendour

On days you won't remember

Give a little fiddle til' your heartstrings in the middle

For a brief controlled surrender

Crank up the splendour

On days you won't remember

Give a little fiddle til' your heartstrings in the middle

For a brief controlled surrender

Crank up the splendour, crank up the splendour

Crank up the splendour, crank up the splendour

Crank up the splendour, crank up the splendour

Crank up the splendour, crank up the splendour

Feeling scrupulous at the worst of times

See a fixed world through broken eyes

I've got a funny relationship with myself

Been getting tipsy in the garden to ease my mental health

Aliens in Mexico, I don't understand

Start a food chain, call it Jackie Scran

It's a perfect day, to ignore the sand

Can you lift me, like the splendour can