icicle tusk lyrics – fleet foxes

i’ll shoot you dead
for the father
of the coal miner’s daughter
beneath the icicle tusk
you and me among the flattering dusk

in my haste i draw my weapon
designing your final lesson
as you recede to the floor
all is silent but the fluttering door

twenty-five grand on the table
of the high wall street stable
i’m not responsible for
the reputation of the
neighborhood wh*r*

but i’m a keyhole peeker
and you’re my surveilance keeper
and though my memory rusts
i will always see the icicle tusk

and i must admit
that it gets lonesome on my shelf
this much i can tell
this much i can tell

/ fleet foxes lyrics