This is the sixth song of The Flying Club Cup, released in 2007.
Each song in the album emulates the feeling of different French city and this one may be about Strasbourg, which was hit hard by the Black Death in the Middle Ages.
“I’ve taken “Cliquot” to be about the desperate sorrow of the young...
[Verse 1]
A plague in the workhouse, a plague on the poor now
I'll beat on my drum 'til I'm dead
Yesterday, fever, tomorrow, St. Peter
I'll beat on my drum until then
[Refrain]
Oh, what melody will lead my lover from his bed?
What melody will see him in my arms again?
[Verse 2]
Set fire to foundation and burn out the station
You'll never get nothing of mine
The pane of my window will flicker and billow
I won't leave a stitching behind
[Refrain]
Oh, what melody will lead my lover from his bed?
What melody will see him in my arms again?
[Verse 3]
I'll sing of the walls of the well and the house at the top of the hill
I'll sing of the bottles of wine that we left on our old window sill
I'll sing of the years you will spend getting sadder and older
Oh love, and the cold, the oncoming cold
Cliquot was written by Owen Pallett & Zach Condon.