Song | Epilogue |
Artist | The Residents |
Album | Not Available |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Songwriters: Homer Flynn Iii, Hardy Winfred Fox | |
The son of the known thing flew into today | |
He left in a hurry, had little to say | |
But for the barking sub side in his wake | |
He helped out with vestiges sweeter than cake | |
Opulent givings are seldom a dread | |
They help you relieve all them lies in your head | |
But for the giving begets a sure vain | |
Leave open a window and let in some rain |