down on the knuckle

decemberists, the

avery said he's got a cold coming on

climbed into bed

stayed all summer long

if i don't come out too soon

maybe i'll hang on till june

down on the knuckle

sylvia knows a little hideaway

scrawling out prose she couldn't give away

a life spent all indoors

well

isn't that what doors are for?

down on the knuckle

down on the knuckle

oh

the weather's dreary

here down on the knuckle

your relatives write their cheery monologues

hoping you might find your only analogue

so make another list

of the mandatory things you've missed

down on the knuckle

down on the knuckle

oh

aren't we lucky

stuck here on the knuckle

the pillory's full for the holidays

and it's achingly dull to watch the paint peel away

so i'll keep hid with mine

and i'm sure that we'll make out just fine

down on the knuckle

down on the knuckle

i'm finally riding

shiny

on the knuckle

down on the knuckle

oh

aren't we lucky

stuck here on the knuckle