DESCRIPTION:
A song from Bisonics' album 'Seconds'.
Hear it all in full on http://bisonics.bandcamp.com/album/seconds

THE SORE THUMB PARADE
The tartan brothel creepers with the three inch tread
The hairy yeti jacket, zero street cred
The heavy-brocade wine red waistcoat (Camden market)
The retro-modernist jacket with obligatory target
The crimson winkle pickers that bore a faint cheese fragrance
The scuffed, faded espadrilles - heirlooms of vagrants?
The Fabrizio red raincoat right from Prague left in my closet
It was bold but plain but stylish - like you. Or was it?
Take it away, boys, take it away
Take it away, boys, take it away
The brown suede cowboy boots you left for me to trip over in the hall
The Swiss Air t-shirt you got in Madrid when our luggage was in Nepal
Hankies, hankies, so many hankies, plain, patterned, gingham
And your Vivienne Westwood bag fetish, you could never fling 'em
The black cashmere cardigan that, when you sat down, rode up
The heavy slate grey trews from Toast that could not fold up
The low-cut Zara pink-and-white dress that exposed your Bingo wings
The unopened packets of black hold-ups - the box of sovereign rings
Take it away, boys, take it away
Take it away, boys, take it away
Prolonged exposure to direct sunlight
Will cause synthetics to fade
As will the days of our crazy phase
As King and Queen of the Sore Thumb Parade
The chunky Rothko legwarmers knitted by your mum
The pale blue cardigan that still smells of cum
Your Bio-Oil for scarred, stretched, dehydrated skin
Your Aloe Calming Facial Cleanser for 'party' and sensitive skin
Your Camomile Gentle Eye make-up remover
Your soya-based burn and inflammation soother
Take it away, boys, take it away
Take it away, boys, take it away

Composed by Paul Hamilton & Doug Murphy.
Mixed & Produced by Si Beex.