In December - Blancmange

In December

You sucked us in

Drugged us twice inside

Then you scattered rumours

Gritter to ice

Then you scatter rumours

A gritter to ice

Book an appointment

Checking the sight

I can’t hear colour

Or speak taste

In December

In December laid to waste

Then you scatter rumours

A gritter to ice

January

Don’t piss me off

You’re just a June in a mask

A friend of December

Drugging summer

Into submission

Drugging the summer

Into submission

Then you scatter rumours

Gritter to ice

Then you scatter rumours

A gritter to ice