i've got 2 birds on my sill
they've been calling out
call the guard
i'm in the red room
watching shadows
fall on my
hang your clothes on the line
i'll watch you my oh
taxes here and there
taxes everywhere
taxes every place that they could
let's run away, we'll go anywhere
i'll pack the car, you'll
the fireman starts his own fire
for the thrill, for the
oh i know that you are crazy
yeah i know that
god is good and i am bad
he is good and
you're a heavy sleeper
slept right through the predicament
i'm a lonely
27 crows sittin on my sill
lookin at my pie
beady little
i can dance i can sing i can drink anything
if
i don't know what i want from this world
i don't
juliana looks at me like she knows
we wake up and
in this land of plenty
we've got mountains we've got sky
our
when i was a girl, they told me the world
was
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