Song | Fake Palindromes |
Artist | Andrew Bird |
Album | Pastel Music 5th Anniversary |
my dewy-eyed disney bride, what has tried | |
swapping your blood with formaldehyde? | |
monsters? | |
whiskey-plied voices cried fratricide! | |
jesus don't you know that you could've died | |
(you should've died) | |
with the monsters that talk, monsters that walk the earth | |
and she's got red lipstick and a bright pair of shoes | |
and she's got knee high socks, what to cover a bruise | |
she's got an old death kit she's been meaning to use | |
she's got blood in her eyes, in her eyes for you | |
she's got blood in her eyes for you | |
certain fads, stripes and plaids, singles ads | |
they run you hot and cold like a rheostat, i mean a thermostat | |
so you bite on a towel | |
hope it won't hurt too bad | |
my dewy-eyed disney bride, what has tried | |
swapping your blood with formaldehyde? | |
what monsters that talk, monsters that walk the earth | |
and she says i like long walks and sci-fi movies | |
if you're six foot tall and east coast bred | |
some lonely night we can get together | |
and i'm gonna tie your wrists with leather | |
and drill a tiny hole into your head |
my dewyeyed disney bride, what has tried | |
swapping your blood with formaldehyde? | |
monsters? | |
whiskeyplied voices cried fratricide! | |
jesus don t you know that you could ve died | |
you should ve died | |
with the monsters that talk, monsters that walk the earth | |
and she s got red lipstick and a bright pair of shoes | |
and she s got knee high socks, what to cover a bruise | |
she s got an old death kit she s been meaning to use | |
she s got blood in her eyes, in her eyes for you | |
she s got blood in her eyes for you | |
certain fads, stripes and plaids, singles ads | |
they run you hot and cold like a rheostat, i mean a thermostat | |
so you bite on a towel | |
hope it won t hurt too bad | |
my dewyeyed disney bride, what has tried | |
swapping your blood with formaldehyde? | |
what monsters that talk, monsters that walk the earth | |
and she says i like long walks and scifi movies | |
if you re six foot tall and east coast bred | |
some lonely night we can get together | |
and i m gonna tie your wrists with leather | |
and drill a tiny hole into your head |