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Fitzpleasure Lyrics
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Deep greedy and Googling every corner.
Dead in the middle of the C-O-double-M-O-N,
Little did I know then that the Mandela Boys soon became Mandela Men.
Tall woman, pull the pylons down
And wrap them around the necks of all the feckless
men that queue to be next.
Steepled fingers, ring leaders, queue jumpers,
In your hoof lies the heartland
Where we tent for our treasure, pleasure, leisure,
les yeux, it's all in your eyes.
In your snatch fits pleasure, broom-shaped pleasure,
Deep greedy and Googling every corner,
Blended by the lights.
The lyrics to Fitzpleasure's "Fitzpleasure" contain numerous complex and cryptic lines that could be interpreted in many ways. One possible interpretation is that the song is about the dangers and pleasures of sex and drugs. The first line, "Tralala, in your snatch fits pleasure, broom-shaped pleasure," could be read as a reference to sexual pleasure or female genitalia. The singer seems to be experiencing a deep and greedy desire for pleasure, as they're "Googling every corner." The line "Dead in the middle of the C-O-double-M-O-N" could be a reference to drug addiction, as "common" can be slang for cocaine or other substances.
The second verse seems to shift focus to a more violent and aggressive tone. The "tall woman" could represent a powerful figure who's ready to take action against those who are feckless or lazy. The pylons might be a metaphor for power or control, and the "feckless men" could be those who are unwilling to take action or are content to wait their turn. The "queue jumpers" and "linger fluffers" might represent those who are always trying to take shortcuts or take advantage of others. The last verse returns to sexual themes, with the "heartland" being another possible metaphor for female genitalia. Overall, the song seems to be about the blurred lines between pleasure and danger, and how they can overlap in unexpected ways.
Line by Line Meaning
Tralala, in your snatch fits pleasure, broom-shaped pleasure,
The singer is referring to sexual pleasure, which they are experiencing with someone. The phrase 'broom-shaped pleasure' suggests that it is fleeting and momentary.
Deep greedy and Googling every corner.
The singer is describing the person's eagerness and enthusiasm in seeking pleasure, exploring their partner's body with great interest.
Dead in the middle of the C-O-double-M-O-N,
The singer is referring to a specific location or situation, which they describe as 'common' or mundane.
Little did I know then that the Mandela Boys soon became Mandela Men.
The artist is reflecting on the passage of time and how people change. They mention a group of individuals, who have grown up and matured.
Tall woman, pull the pylons down
The artist is addressing a specific woman and asking her to take action – to tear down the structures that oppress or hinder others.
And wrap them around the necks of all the feckless
The singer wants the woman to turn the structures into tools for punishing or restraining those who are irresponsible or untrustworthy.
men that queue to be next.
The singer is referring to men who are waiting for their turn, perhaps in a sexual context or in a more general way.
Steepled fingers, ring leaders, queue jumpers,
The artist is using a series of phrases to describe people who are in positions of power or authority or who are dominant in some way.
rock fist paper scissors, lingered fluffers.
The artist is using more phrases to describe people who use tricks, games, or other techniques to manipulate or gain advantage.
In your hoof lies the heartland
The artist is addressing their partner, describing them as someone who has great power or influence.
Where we tent for our treasure, pleasure, leisure,
The singer is referring to a shared experience or adventure, which they describe as a quest for enjoyment or fulfillment. They use the word 'tent' in a metaphorical sense to suggest that it is an exploration or a journey.
les yeux, it's all in your eyes.
The artist is using a French phrase to say that 'it's all in your eyes,' meaning that their partner's eyes reveal everything about them.
Blended by the lights.
The singer is describing a scene or moment where different elements – perhaps sensory or emotional – are coming together, creating a unique and powerful experience.
Contributed by Owen I. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@RavensShadowSpectre
This song was inspired by a chapter from Hubert Selby, Jr.'s 1964 controversial novel about the brutality of urban life, Last Exit to Brooklyn. Lyrical allusions include "Tralala," (the title character of a prostitute character in the book) and "broom-shaped pleasure," (the chapter ends with a particularly gruesome gang rape of Tralala involving a broom).
The song title does not feature in the lyrics. Speaking with Secret Sound Shop, frontman Joe Newman explained: "Basically the phrase is 'in your snatch fits pleasure, broom shaped pleasure,'" he said, "so fits and pleasure and Fitz like a second name, like Fitzpatrick so we thought Fitzpleasure, so more subtle."
Newman explained to Secret Sound Shop why he chose such a shocking subject matter for the song: "I always believe that you write about what moves you," he said, "and although that gang-rape scene is horrible... it really moved me, it's really well written, you don't really know which way is up after that chapter. I thought it was a really powerful thing to write about."
Another link between Last Exit to Brooklyn and rock music is that The Smiths titled their 1986 album, The Queen Is Dead, after a different chapter in the novel.
Mentioned both in this song ("Dead in the middle of the C-O-double M-O-N" ) and "Bloodflood," The Common is a park in Southampton, the South England city where Newman grew up.
The lyric, "Dead in the middle of the C-O-double M-O-N" was inspired by a line from Puerto-Rican/American rapper Big Punisher's 1998 track "Twinz," which goes: "Dead in the middle of Little Italy. Little did we know that we riddle some middlemen who didn't do diddle." Newman explained to NME: "There's a gang in Southampton called The Mandela Boys. We were scared s---less of them when we were kids. The (next) line, 'Little did I know then that the Mandela Boys soon become Mandela Men' is me wondering whether they're still in the gang or if they've just all got jobs and kids now."
The song has been used in several TV series, including Weeds, Suits and Homeland.
@coughmixture3677
Tra, la, la, tra, la, la
Tra, la, la, tra, la, la
Tra, la, la, tra, la, la
In your snatch fits pleasure
Broom-shaped pleasure
Deep greedy and googling every corner
Tra, la, la, tra, la, la
Dead in the middle of the C-O double M-O-N
Little did I know then
That the Mandela Boys soon become Mandela Men
Tall woman, pull the pylons down and wrap them around
The necks of all the feckless men that queue to be the next
Steepled fingers, ring leaders, queue jumpers
Rock fist paper scissors, lingered fluffers
In your hoof lies the heartland
Where we tent for our treasure, pleasure, pleasure
Les yeux, it's all in your eyes
In your snatch fits pleasure, broom-shaped pleasure
Deep greedy and Googling every corner
Tra, la, la, tra, la, la
Tra, la, la, tra, la, la
Blended by the lights
@nykahaahahahaha9873
Tra, la, la, tra, la, la
Tra, la, la, tra, la, la
Tra, la, la, tra, la, la
In your snatch fits pleasure
Broom-shaped pleasure
Deep greedy and googling every corner
Tra, la, la, tra, la, la
Dead in the middle of the C-O double M-O-N
Little did I know then
That the Mandela Boys soon become Mandela Men
Tall woman, pull the pylons down and wrap them around
The necks of all the feckless men that queue to be the next
Steepled fingers, ring leaders, queue jumpers
Rock fist paper scissors, lingered fluffers
In your hoof lies the heartland
Where we tent for our treasure, pleasure, pleasure
Les yeux, it's all in your eyes
In your snatch fits pleasure, broom-shaped pleasure
Deep greedy and Googling every corner
Tra, la, la, tra, la, la
Tra, la, la, tra, la, la
@al.kemner
This is copied from an interview with Alt-J:
"...What is Fitzpleasure?
Fitzpleasure? Erm
It’s not rude is it?
It is rude, well it’s not rude, it’s graphic and it’s violent. It’s based on a book by Hubert Selby Jr [Last Exit to Brooklyn]. Each chapter is about a different character and they all intertwine throughout the book. There’s a woman called Tralala so that’s why we sing [sings] Tra-la-la-la there’s a character called Tralala and it’s just about her. So basically the phrase is ‘in your snatch fits pleasure, broom shaped pleasure’ so fits and pleasure and Fitz like a second name, like Fitzpatrick so we thought Fitzpleasure, so more subtle. But it’s about the end of the chapter where she gets, er, gang-raped, so it’s really horrible.
Who read the book?
I did. I always believe that you write about what moves you and although that gang-rape scene is horrible… it really moved me, it’s really well written, you don’t really know which way is up after that chapter. I thought it was a really powerful thing to write about.
We like your shoes, where are they from?
They’re Doc Martins..."
@niccolodestefani8411
LYRICS!!!!!
Tralala, in your snatch fits pleasure, broom-shaped pleasure
Deep greedy and Googling every corner
Dead in the middle of the C-O-double M-O-N
Little did I know then that the Mandela Boys soon become Mandela Men
Tall woman, pull the pylons down
And wrap them around the necks of all the feckless men that queue to be the next
Steepled fingers, ring leaders, queue jumpers, rock fist paper scissors, lingered fluffers
In your hoof lies the heartland
Where we tent for our treasure, pleasure, leisure, les yeux, it’s all in your eyes
In your snatch fits pleasure, broom-shaped pleasure
Deep greedy and Googling every corner
Blended by the lights
@barn_the_barn_the_boy1939
Tralala, in your snatch fits pleasure, broom-shaped pleasure
Deep greedy and Googling every corner
Dead in the middle of the C-O-double M-O-N
Little did I know then that the Mandela Boys soon become Mandela Men
Tall woman, pull the pylons down
And wrap them around the necks of all the feckless men that queue to be the next
Steepled fingers, ring leaders, queue jumpers, rock fist paper scissors, lingered fluffers
In your hoof lies the heartland
Where we tent for our treasure, pleasure, leisure, les yeux, it’s all in your eyes
In your snatch fits pleasure, broom-shaped pleasure
Deep greedy and Googling every corner
Blended by the lights
@rehanmollick6953
These are the lyrics and im genuienly cocerned O_O
Tra, la, la, tra, la, la
Tra, la, la, tra, la, la
Tra, la, la, tra, la, la
In your snatch fits pleasure
Broom-shaped pleasure
Deep greedy and googling every corner
Tra, la, la, tra, la, la
Dead in the middle of the C-O double M-O-N
Little did I know then
That the Mandela Boys soon become Mandela Men
Tall woman, pull the pylons down and wrap them around
The necks of all the feckless men that queue to be the next
Steepled fingers, ring leaders, queue jumpers
Rock fist paper scissors, lingered fluffers
In your hoof lies the heartland
Where we tent for our treasure, pleasure, pleasure
Les yeux, it's all in your eyes
In your snatch fits pleasure, broom-shaped pleasure
Deep greedy and Googling every corner
Tra, la, la, tra, la, la
Tra, la, la, tra, la, la
@adamanderson7761
I love the serious tone the song takes for:
"Steepled fingers,
ring la-la-la-la-la-la-la-leaders
que-queue jumpers
rock, fist, paper, scissors
la-la-la-la-la-la-lingered fluffers"
especially the harmony on "jumpers". It's one of those parts I listen to over and over
@niinadesu
Tra-la-la, tra-la, tra-a-la, la
Tra-la-la, tra-la, tra-a-la, la
Tra-la-la, tra-la, tra-a-la, la
Tra-la-la, tra-la, tra-a-la, la
[Chorus]
In your snatch fits pleasure, broom-shaped pleasure
Deep greedy and googling every corner
La, tra-la, tra-a-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la
[Verse 1]
Dead in the middle of the C-O double-M O-N
Little did I know then
That the Mandela Boys soon become Mandela Men
Tall woman, pull the pylons down
And wrap them around the necks
Of all the feckless men that queue to be the next
[Verse 2]
Steepled fingers, ring la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-leaders
Queue-queue jumpers to rock, fist, paper, scissors
La-la-la-la-la-la-lingered fluffers
(The choir) In your hoof lies the heartland
Where we tent for our treasure, pleasure, leisure
Les yeux, it’s all in your eyes
@dischargepuddle8232
Alt-j: oObEeGeEgAhGoWoOoOohH
Me: hell yeah
@ebenpoos6395
Same sister
@itachisupremacist2025
Period
@kjd888
No MoAnimates “deep greedy and googling in every corner”
@emilysanderson8616
Just a mom reliving her youth with alt j during covid and you gave me a giggle so, fucking thanks for that!
@firehoming2101
Nah this aint funny, next
@theviy8183
Everybody gangster until Alt J start speaking cursive
@BlackMist123
Lol
@crusaderplays8644
oh my god
That's just a British accent
@theviy8183
Crusader Plays I know and I love it, It is just a silly joke