Blenheim Video (MV)

A cliff-top romance summoning up every well-used recourse
This is the palace, this is the park, this is the way, this is the way
Shake off sheepish fetters to return to the fine country house
Pay or display
I'll take your choice

There is a human body face-down in the roses
There is a crime beneath every fence
Drive me in your car, drive me in your car
Sink or sing the swan song, sink or sing the swan song
Survey the fine estate, survey the fine estate
It must be here somewhere, it must be here somewhere

So few people for so many rooms
Are you sure that this is the way it was supposed to be?
There must be a draught
The invasion of art nouveau has left us wanting
A touch of class
Oh, Commissioner, you are spoiling us

There is a human body face-down in the roses
There is a crime beneath every fence
Drive me in your car, drive me in your car
Sink or sing the swan song, sink or sing the swan song
Survey the fine estate, survey the fine estate
It must be here somewhere, it must be here somewhere

Can you hear it? Rain is sinking through soil
Feel the brightness seeping or sapping
Proximity to anything is an interesting phenomenon, every time

There is a human body face-down in the roses
There is a crime beneath every fence
Survey the fine estate, survey the fine estate
It must be here somewhere

Sometimes there is something
Doubt has the least innocuous power

Survey the fine estate, survey the fine estate
It must be here somewhere

There will be an investigation and we all dread it

Survey the fine estate, survey the fine estate
It must be here somewhere

Without the grounds: intruder
This is not a story

Survey the fine estate, survey the fine estate
It must be here somewhere

A final heading: misdeeds
Clench