[Verse 1: Miles Kane]
Was he badly mistaken or guided
As he'd wandered his valley built in silence?
He'd cover his face to speak
As he chewed off his finger to the bone
The haze of his coloured days
That march of content as his dignity splits to unveil
His bitter sweetness

[Verse 2: Miles Kane]
The town would shudder and stare
At his presence with a single glare
As he makes his way through
The local square, and he says to them
"You're a broken fence in the yard of annoyance
You're a broken fence in the yard of annoyance
Annoyance"

[Chorus: Miles Kane & Alex Turner]
Hang the cyst
Hang the cyst
Hang the cyst

[Verse 3: Miles Kane]
The first time that they saw him laugh
Was at the sight of his wilting noose
And their chants were soon reduced to an angry silence
He escaped in the shock of the snap
His wonderful vanishing act
Was a spectacle but not what anyone expected
The route was planned as much as the brooch pin dagger
The route was planned as much as the brooch pin dagger
[Chorus: Miles Kane & Alex Turner]
Catch the cyst
Catch the cyst
Catch the cyst
Catch the cyst

[Outro: Miles Kane]
Hang the cyst, hang the cyst, hang the cyst, hang the cyst
Hang the cyst, hang the cyst, hang the cyst, hang the cyst
Hang the cyst, hang the cyst, hang the cyst, hang the cyst
Hang the cyst, hang the cyst, hang the cyst, hang the cyst
Hang the cyst, hang the cyst, hang the cyst, hang the cyst
Hang the cyst, hang the cyst, hang the cyst, hang the cyst