The Lucksmiths - Umbrella Lyrics
Katy’s on the telephoneWith her collar up and her defences downI smell like brandy and it’s starting to rainShe says the line is bad, she says “Speak up Dadâ€But she speaks so softly when she says my nameShe and I are talking, me and herShe says “it’s just this kind of thing that could tear us apartâ€I smell a little stronger nowI say “first we need something to tear us togetherâ€UmbrellaSue and I are walking, me and herAlong glistening footpaths in a strange suburbAnd as we duck into a disused doorwayI wonder what she meant when she spoke of seeking shelterUmbrella