Cards

by Matt Smith, Ben Aldridge, Eugene McCoy, Hugh Skinner, Charlie Anson, Jonathan Bailey

Holy shit
Magnificent
Impressive
So thick
And yet so light
The lettering
Romalian
The stock
It’s eggshell white
Don’t take chances in the game
It matters what you’ve drawn
The question’s not what’s in a name
But what it’s printed on
Oh baby baby
You’re such a card
You make it look, oh, so easy when I know it’s ****ing hard
Oh baby baby
This can’t be right
How I love your surfaces
How I love your type
(Paul) The impression that you make
(Patrick) He thinks that I’m a fake
(Paul) Is always in your hands
(Patrick) Does he know who I am
(Paul) Either Constantia
(Patrick) He says nice to see ya
(Paul) Or Comic Sans
(Patrick) But doesn’t shake my hand
(Paul) In the corporate coliseum
(Patrick) Everyone that he meets
(Paul) The crowd calls for a showman
(Patrick) They want to get to know him
(Paul) My font
(Patrick) Is good font
(Paul) Imperial
(Patrick) Nice material
(Paul) Yours, Times New Roman
(Patrick) I ain’t no Willy Lowman
Oh baby baby
It’s really not that hard
You’ll find it when you get it right
A deal’s made with a card
Oh baby baby
You’re such a card
You make it look, oh, so easy when I know it’s ****ing hard
Oh baby baby
I’ll concede the game
You played your hand well today
But soon you’ll know my name