Plimsoll Punks

When I chip through your candy coating

You're stuffed with insulation

Just strawberry ice cream

Floating with a sprinkle indignation

Cherry under knot of shoestring

Conflating agitate

You're plimsoll punk

You're plimsoll punk

And you're getting me down, getting me down

You're getting me down

Getting me down, down, down, you're getting me down

Getting me down, getting me down, getting me down

Plimsoll punk

Your posture's blocking out any possible light

I can hardly see

This conversation spirals into a fight

I can barely breathe

Who ran from roman candles

Underneath a willow weeping?

Do the tealights on your mantle

Illuminate that summer feeling?

You're the seashell in my sandal

That's slicing up my heel low

Plimsoll punk

You're plimsoll punk

And you're getting me down, getting me down

You're getting me down

Getting me down, down, down, you're getting me down

Wrecking my brain trying to escape getting me down

Plimsoll punk

Plimsoll punk

Your posture's blocking out any possible light

I can no longer see

This conversation spirals into a fight

I can barely breathe

Getting me down, getting me down, you're getting me down

Getting me down, down, down, you're getting me down

Getting me down, getting me down, you're getting me down

Plimsoll punk

Plimsoll punk

Plimsoll punks