PJ Harvey

The singer of this song

doesn't like the melody,

she's got a pretty mouth

and wide green eyes.

To her

the sky looks like mackerel,

grey and yellow and tasteless.

She doesn't care much

for masters

oh

but the base

exactly like you,

the hoverflies and the runners

and the dogs

sprout at her feet like clover,

her lover does not mind distraction

or her fixation with abstraction.