Episode

Blurt.media Radio - Strange and Unusual

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OGMedia
Published
May 12, 2026
Duration seconds
183
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https://blurt.media/w/cmcE9kPtvpg6ULH7xvQTaa
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Summary

The salon door sighs open Like it knows my name A teacup spins in circles And the cat acts all the same There’s a little knock-kneed tapping From the wall behind the frame And the mirror makes a face at me Then blushes just the same [Pre-Chorus] Oh, I lean in close Oh, I grin and say If the room is full of questions Let the odd ones stay [Chorus] Strange and unusual Strange and unusual I love the way it rattles When the moon walks by Strange and unusual Strange and unusual If the dead want tea tonight I’ll pour one more and smile (oh, pour one more) [Verse 2] A spoon begins a tango On the edge of my plate The chandelier starts gossiping In a thin gold haze of fate I’ve seen a fox with seven tails And a postcard from the deep Auntie swears the attic keeps A borrowed cloud for sleep [Pre-Chorus] Oh, I tilt my head Oh, I catch the clue Every crack and creaky corner Has a trick or two [Chorus] Strange and unusual Strange and unusual I love the way it rattles When the moon walks by Strange and unusual Strange and unusual If the dead want tea tonight I’ll pour one more and smile (oh, pour one more) [Bridge] Maybe it’s a rumor Maybe it’s a game Maybe the floorboards know A secret, wild by name Telepathy in the hallway A little polite at that The lamp gives me a wink And I wink right back [Chorus] Strange and unusual Strange and unusual I love the way it rattles When the moon walks by Strange and unusual Strange and unusual If the dead want tea tonight I’ll pour one more and smile (oh, pour one more)