# PENICILLIN [Intro - 4 Bars, V8 Engine Fades, Chopped Grand Piano] [Engine ignition cuts into a four-note piano motif] Leave the motor. Kill the lights. (Yeah...) [Verse 1 - 16 Bars, Smooth Male R&B, Shuffled 2-Step] Two lanes of headlights go white on the glass I leave my jacket on the empty chair A shaker rattles over little broken drums You turn around like you can hear the air The blended Scotch goes spinning with the lemon Honey-ginger threads the amber through He strains it down across a square of ice Then floats the peated Scotch into view You say, "That's a strange name for a cocktail" I say, "Strange things travel well" You take one sip, pull back a fraction Then smile at something you won't tell (Mm, won't tell) [Pre-Chorus - 8 Bars, Rising Strings and Falsetto] I know the cost of every movement I know when people move too close But that shuffled kick slips past my judgment And pulls me where I never go (Where I never go...) [Chorus - 16 Bars, Melodic UK Garage Drop] Penicillin, burn slow, burn bright Lemon and the ginger with the Scotch on ice Penicillin, hold the glass up high Watch the honey catch the neon in your eyes I'm usually the one who knows Which way a restless evening goes But the beat comes in a little out of line And for once, I let it rearrange mine (Rearrange mine) (Yeah, yeah) [Post-Chorus - 4 Bars, Vocal Chops and Bass Groove] Skip, skip, on the two-step (You felt that?) [Glitched piano stabs, bouncing sub-bass] [Verse 2 - 16 Bars, Faster Rhythmic Male Vocals] You've got a question folded in your sleeve I know better than to pull the thread We let the kick drum do the introductions Give the small talk to the synths instead The DJ breaks a piano into pieces The sub carries each shard across the floor You trace a circle in the condensation Then draw a second one to ask for more No champagne towers, no grand confession No promises disguised as poetry You steal the garnish from my empty glass Then leave the peel curled beside the key I watch you turn the little yellow spiral Into a question without words There's something almost criminally precise About the things that go unheard (Unheard...) (Mm) [Pre-Chorus - 8 Bars, Airy Harmonies] There's no instruction on the label For what to do with being seen You laugh, the beat forgets its measure Then finds a pocket underneath (Underneath...) [Chorus - 16 Bars, Full Bass and Layered Male Harmonies] Penicillin, burn slow, burn bright Lemon and the ginger with the Scotch on ice Penicillin, hold the glass up high Watch the honey catch the neon in your eyes I'm usually the one who knows Which way a restless evening goes But the beat comes in a little out of line And for once, I let it rearrange mine (Rearrange mine) (Yeah) [Bridge - 8 Bars, Exposed Grand Piano, Half-Time] I kept a list of every hazard Wrote a column for each door But nothing on that little paper Told me what the music's for There's no surrender in a heartbeat When it answers a different time So I step into the crooked rhythm And let the next decision be mine (Be mine...) [Final Chorus - 16 Bars, Cinematic Release, Strong Falsetto] Penicillin, burn slow, burn bright Lemon and the ginger with the Scotch on ice Penicillin, hold the glass up high Watch the honey catch the neon in your eyes I'm still the one who knows When something good is worth the risk Let the engine sleep outside I don't need the road for this (No, I don't...) (I don't need it) [Outro - 4 Bars, Solo Piano and Garage Percussion Fade] Leave the car. It's a walk from here. (Mm...) [Four-note piano motif resolves, engine remains silent]
