Three Sheets to Kishkiyya · Track 41 · middle
Number One
VOLUME II — the sudden, urgent pilgrimage to the BATHROOM. The idiom and the song's title hook: "Number One". Its true history: English, 19-20th c. — the child-friendly polite code (against 'number two'). Render this beat of the night as the band's affectionate, funny, celebratory tribute — the idiom itself is the chorus hook.
Lyrics
[Intro] Sparkle in the glass, sparkle in the eye Excuse me for a minute, I have to fly [Verse 1] We're dancing in the middle of a neon blur The bass is getting heavy and the room will turn I love this conversation but I need to run My body's sending signals that the time has come Hold my shiny jacket, keep my drink right here The sparkling water makes the mission clear [Chorus] I'm stepping out to do a little Number One It's a polite emergency, the night is young Back in the 19th century, the English knew To keep it in the nursery and hide the truth A delicate excuse to make a quick escape I’m tapping out a rhythm in a frantic state Just a little Number One! [Verse 2] Navigating hallways with a pleasant smile The energy in here is getting pretty wild I'm dodging past the bouncer and the velvet line Running on adrenaline, I'm making time The governess would praise me, so discreet Making my apologies so soft and brief [Chorus] I'm stepping out to do a little Number One It's a polite emergency, the night is young Back in the 19th century, the English knew To keep it in the nursery and hide the truth A delicate excuse to make a quick escape I’m tapping out a rhythm in a frantic state Just a little Number One! [Bridge] Wait in the queue, check my hair in the glass Hoping the ladies in front of me pass It's just a quick sparkle, a splash and a dash To fix up my lipstick and bat an eyelash Hurry up, darling, the music is loud [Outro] A delicate excuse to make a quick escape I’m tapping out a rhythm in a frantic state Number One, Number One I'll be right back when the... Actually, could somebody hand me my purse?