Mountain Man - Hot Knife

 

 

If I’m butter, if I’m butter,

If I’m butter, then he’s a hot knife,

He makes my heart a cinemascope screen

Showing the dancing bird of paradise.

 

He excites me

Must be like a genesis of rhythm

I get feisty

Whenever I’m with him.

 

I’m a hot knife, I’m a hot knife,

I’m a hot knife, he’s a pat of butter.

If I get a chance, I’m gonna show him that

He’s never gonna need another, never need another.

 

      This is something between a playful children song and chants in a witches' ceremony. Fiona Apple composed this cappella song in which she compares herself to butter and her lover to a hot knife. The roots of the song lay in a Bach concert that she'd seen in New York, and the Supremes tune "Where Did Our Love Go?" Apple explained the inspiration is the place where two different types of music "crack together," which has always given her "huge satisfaction." The Mountain Man did a nice cover.