Tra-la, la-tra-la, tra-aa-la, la
Tra-la, la-tra-la, tra-aa-la, la
Tra-la, la-tra-la, tra-aa-la, la
Tra-la, la-tra-la, tra-aa
In your snatch fits pleasure
Broom-shaped pleasure
Deep greedy and googling every corner
La-tra-la, tra-aa-la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Dead in the middle of the C-O-double M-O-N
Little did I know then
That the Mandela Boys
Soon become Mandela Men
Tall woman, pull the pylons down
And wrap them around the necks
Of all the feckless men
That queue to be the next
Steepled fingers
Ring la-la-la-la-la-la-leaders
Que-queue jumpers
Rock, fist, paper, scissors
La-la-la-la-lingered fluffers
In your hoof lies the heartland
Where we tent for our treasure
Pleasure, leisure, les yeux
It's all in your eyes
In your snatch fits pleasure
Broom-shaped pleasure
Deep greedy and googling every corner
Tra-la, la-tra-la, tra-aa-la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
Oooo-ooh
Blended by the lights
About This Song
"Fitzpleasure" is a haunting and cryptic track that explores themes of sexual violence and power dynamics through alt-J's distinctive lens of literary references and oblique storytelling. The song draws inspiration from Hubert Selby Jr.'s brutal novel "Last Exit to Brooklyn," transforming its disturbing content into an art-rock meditation on exploitation and human cruelty. Musically, the track showcases alt-J's signature style with intricate guitar work, falsetto vocals, and unconventional song structures that create an unsettling atmosphere matching the dark subject matter. The fragmented, stream-of-consciousness lyrics use wordplay and metaphor to address difficult themes while maintaining an artistic distance that makes the content more palatable yet no less impactful. "Fitzpleasure" stands as one of alt-J's most challenging and accomplished works, demonstrating their ability to tackle serious social issues through innovative indie rock composition and their unique approach to narrative songwriting.
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