Smoke and Leaves
Purpletape
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Give me a horse's hooves And then a pheasant's boots I'll never take an arrow to the eye 'Cause I'm the bastard one who gets to shoot Get me a tiger's phone And feed me human bones I've never had a bad hair day 'Cause I'm too busy on my poison throne Drove pigs straight through a crowd Of sheep all screaming loud All coming for the polished stone And putting out the gas with cones And burning petals Brandishing the fire hose Longing to be tasting bones of sponge I'll let you off the hook But you don't get to look Screams of blue and purple birds Are clutching leaves upon the dirt you loot (Boot) I'd get your pennies made But it's just not your day I've never seen a tree on fire 'Cause I'm the gull inside the root decay A hundred little frogs I hope they like the fog All coming for the polished stone And putting out the gas with cones And burning metal Brandishing the fire hose Longing to be tasting foam and steel
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