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We wed behind the old house, offered our skin |
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Removed it from our branches, and let it be the curtains |
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And I asked him where he put the bones; |
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And I asked her where she put the bones: |
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They fed them to the horses |
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We shivered and kissed our linen loud |
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And held the holy spirit in our mouths |
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And my beard did break when it found his face; |
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And my beard did break when it found her face |
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But there's still one light in one house, far in fields from the city |
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One light is a forest fire left running in the pantry |
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One light is a campfire in the living room for reptiles |
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Who promise they'll make new skin between the wars, at nightfall |
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Wild dogs, can I confess I never wanted this marriage? |
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Coming home to wife and kids and failed science experiments |
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Tear down all the laundry lines! |
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Get the sickness out of me! |
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Tear down all the laundry lines! |
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Get the sickness out of me! |
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And we danced to "Cecilia", like I did with my mother |
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Stomping loud, we filled the kitchen up with each other |
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We shaved our heads clean, and left off the lighthouse |
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Kept clothes for ransom, while he pulled the lakes out |
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And he confessed a gravedigger shared with him his bed |
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And I pulled the telephones right out of his head |
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He quit his job, pulled his teeth, and moved down to the harbour |
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He stole all my money to pay for the lawyers |
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And now he's a whale-killer in the wasteland for hire |
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He can only get it up when you set him on fire |
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And now my bashed head can't sew his blood on my back |
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We are broke for bricks, and the house is quiet |
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And I asked him where he put the bones; |
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And I asked her where she put the bones: |
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They fed them to the horses |
