Wild Beasts - This Is Our Lot lyrics

By smirking prank of fate We find ourselves dancing late Like young reprobates By the milky light of the mighty moon Find someone to nuzzle to And waltz from the room We're all quiffed and cropped This is our lot We hold each other up heavy with hops By smirking prank of fate We wiggle and kick like bobbing bait And wait for a bite By the milky light of the mighty moon Find someone to nuzzle to And waltz from the room We're all quiffed and cropped This is our lot We hold each other up heavy with hops My darling My dumpling My plump hearts a'thumping Begging you to come to me I couldn't be more ready I couldn't be more ready A glottal stop Bottled up Waiting for the penny drop We're all quiffed and cropped This is our lot We hold each other up heavy with hops