Dream kid, the size does not matter
Bad luck, anyway you call it
Red ants and mercy giants
The angels of the bars
They’re all wrapped
They’re all wrapped
They’re all wrapped
To say good morning
Don’t seek to burn them
They are not witches
Just spoiled little children
Out on a lucky streak
This is called
The comin’ of age
Comin’ into town
With the gigglin’ fagots
Startin’ blizzards and other
Weird weather patterns
We participate in the shit
Now that’s a hit, now that’s a hit
Mother, feeling your hand I
Believe you and I did then
And mother, release every bad seed
The geese are leaving the trees
Exposed to winter’s cold
They waited too long
But we too exaggerated
And I take the cake away
It’s a long song
And I can play it so
Give me a pick now collector of bones
Words of smoke
Distorted, never broken
Paradise is open [...]
Zoo Pie
All I ever wanted by you
Was to be a man
Get by
Every cop
I beg I will stand
Come on, baby, do it
To me you can do it
I’ve already a plan
But Zoo Pie
All I ever wanted by you
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on, baby, do it
To me you can do it
Come on, baby, do it
I know that you [...]
Time is gone out
If you pick up the weekend
Precisely, do you see?
The weak ones of the shifting ethic
Are packing up
So let me know if you go
Much better Mr. Buckles
The kind nod of his employment
Wishes you well
Let me know if you go
Much better Mr. Buckles
The kind nod of his employment
Wishes you well
Slow and unsure
Do unfurl your [...]