Lyrics:

Me and the girls took something fun
Stranger Things on in CVS
Well, didn't the big-booted man tell you to
Wait for me to come? Yeah
Wait, sit yourself down, my dear
Like the Wicker Man, we run into an abattoir for sale
I thought I'd fix up myself up before the show could be aired
I saw you unmake my bed, and then you ripped out my pocket square
Oh my god, it gets hot in here, oh
Wait, sit yourself down, my dear

Hope for love to last a lifetime is half-witted hellfire
I arrived early, scorched my industrial knees
With self-critique of backhand apologies
Used to be fake IDs belonging to skinny-white-bloke fantasies in his head
I'm caught in a #queertoo breeze
So sick of your help lately
I've gotta share myself with the people, babe
And what really lies beneath
Satisfies the need of a woman looking for a good, good time, yeah

I told you to wait for folk horror tales
'Cause folk horror tales are a good, good time, yeah