I think H and I first heard this on a mixtape from the awesome Laura Theis (of Badass Snow White fame, amongst others). And it became a song that we both used if we wanted to dislodge a particularly nasty earworm. (If memory serves me correctly, it was one of three — the others being Blank Space and Shia LeBeouf.) I think I read somewhere that this was Fiona Apple in her ‘icons of the 1940s’ (particularly Billie Holiday) phase. Most of it is just her voice and timpani. And it is, if you’ll excuse the expression, catchy as fuck.
Current Favourite Part:
“I’m a hot knife, Iyyyyyyy-m a hot knife… I’m a hot knife he’s a pack of butter…” (repeat until death)