Sixteen Spices Of Liberation

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Intro: drums only

Verse

Cumin in the jam jar.
P.I.L. in my pin.
dead pet rock on the windowsill.
import gate fold color vinyl album.

Pre-Chorus

Open the lid.
Open the lid.

Chorus

Sixteen spices, sixteen doors.
Sixteen spices, sixteen doors.
Sixteen spices, sixteen doors.
Open the lid, open the door.

Verse

Cardamom. Paprika. Salt.
Mustard seed in a cracked bowl.
Turmeric on both my thumbs.
One drip ruin my x-ray specs.

Pre-Chorus

Open the lid.
Open the lid.

Chorus

Sixteen spices, sixteen doors.
Sixteen spices, sixteen doors.
Sixteen spices, sixteen doors.
Open the lid, open the door.

Break

Count them.
Count them with me.
Hot. Sweet. Smoke. Bitter.
Count them.

Verse

Fenugreek. Clove. Bay leaf.
Ginger in a brown bag.
Garlic peeled on the draining board.
black flag flexi disc rip.

Pre-Chorus

Nobody's coming.
Nobody's coming to fix it.
Good.

Chorus

Sixteen spices, sixteen doors.
Sixteen spices, sixteen doors.
Sixteen spices, sixteen doors.
Open the lid, open the door.

Bridge

oh dance to Gang of four.
Salt. Pepper. Two you broke my stereo.
I was new romantic.
Twelve more ways out than she was given.
Twelve more ways out.

Outro

Cumin!
Berbere!
Chilli!
Clove!
Sixteen spices, sixteen doors.
Paprika!
Fenugreek!
Mustard!
Salt!
Sixteen spices, sixteen doors.
Water under the chair.
Water finding the door.
Sixteen spices, sixteen doors.
Open the lid.
Open the door.
Open the door.
Open the door.