Squeeze - What The Butler Saw Lyrics
(difford/tilbrook)Warning: these lyrics are unconfirmed and may be inaccurate. they represent the best attempt at deciphering the song we have yet to see.Pacing through the flickering lightA velvet patch upon his eyeHis pacing creaks the floorboards looseAs he tailors his thoughts for the truth around truthsBut his butler keeps eyes through a hole in the doorWhat the butler dont see aint a lot thats for sureFrancesca lays across the couchThey fight with words from mouth to mouthAnd then with handfuls of her fleshSee how the zipper broke off of her dressStrangling her neck with his hands in her glovesThe port and the brandy mix *****tails of loveThe porchlight, the torchlightThe frosted morning lawnThe cloak of daylight has finally been drawnOn the tale of what the butler sawHe kept his world all to himselfAnd locked it tight inside his beltBut she preferred his belt undoneShe bathed in his fortune but never his funHe cracked on a mixture of opera and drinkThe butler still fetches and carries for himThe butler dragged down to the lakeFrancescas body in a capeNo private eye was gonna trace thisThe old man was shaking, his marbles were missedThe shadows and footprints and flickering lightsThe butlers up late with a cold in his eyeThe porchlight the torchlight the frosted morning lawnThe cloak of daylight has finally been drawnOn the tale of what the butler saw
