Andrew Bird Album

well piece by piece, and nail by nail
it'll all come down someday before the fires of hell

you let me in your house (x3)
with a hammer
set to drywall, set to stone
tit for tat, and bone for bone
now gone to set fire to your glamour

well it's now
rock that candy shop (x3)
set it on fire
run away and watch it burn
I’ve gone to set fire to your glamour

rock that candy shop (x3)
set it on fire
run away, watch it burn, smell the ashes
in the art of this silly game well-shut to tire

well you let me in your house
yes you let me in your house pretty mama
you let me in your house (x2) with a hammer
set to drywall, set to stone
tit for tat, and bone for bone
well I’ve gone to set fire to your glamour, yes to your glamour
listen to me mama to your glamour
to your glamour

ow, let it rock
listen to me now, let it rock
let it rock now, mmm
rock that candy shop

I can tell by the way you take your infusion
you've spent some time in a mental institution
oh what a dream life would be if only...
they let you keep your etch-a-sketch

you laugh like a banshee gesticulate your delirium
they treat you like a corpse keep you full of candy lithium
what a dream life would seem if if you could see
the world from inside an etch-a-sketch

I can tell by the way you reach your conclusions
you're the director of a mental institution
oh what a dream life would be if only...
it hadn't been for Doctor B.

animate yourself an alternate reality
consummate a self-pleasing artificiality
you can have yourself a tea

I can tell by the way you take your infusion
you've spent some time in a mental institution
oh what a dream life would be if only...
they let you keep your etch-a-sketch

Wishing for contentment, hoping for relentment
venting my resentment on the happy few

Awaiting resolution, and dreams of retribution
finding restitution's just another thing to do

You've got to keep yourself busy, visit Aunt Lizzy
just see how she's been
But when you're making a late run
two judgemental matrons retort, see what I mean?

A seeming reprobation, perhaps it's my vocation
a nauseous elation comes to mind but it fades so soon

Wait, don't go too early
you're tired but everyone's tired
but no one is tired enough
only wait a little and listen

music of hair, music of pain
music of looms weaving all our loves again
be there to hear it, it's your only chance

hair will become interesting
pain will become interesting
second hand gloves will become lovely again

wait, wait for now
distrust everything if you have to
but trust the hours
haven't they carried you everywhere up to now

Viridian green wall's the color that triggers
the relapse that brought on the idiot's genius
viridian green wall, mostly in senile

insidious dream walls
white-lighted arenas
intolerable boredom
that wash-peeled in coredum
incalculable fear in venomous fears

insidious dream walls
the idiot's genius

There was a time when I enjoyed vidalia
there was no other fruit I dared my lips to touch
my grandad he prescribed vidalia
"for whatever ails ya" - heart disease, the grippe and such

But to yourself this medicine you'll properly expose
the benefits of health, wealth, and respect
Eat it like an apple of a deep-colored rose
sweet victory will be yours to delect

But how my palate grows tired
so sweet, so sweet, so sweet
no thanks I'll take defeat

I remember a dark and smoky den
Cheeks of roast beef bloody rare
Oh, whiskey-edged faces of barrel-chested men
And I'm feelin' small, weak and scared

I remember that nook, the way I shook
pain hurts innocence be damned
red with shame and red with pain
we all sit down to eat our leg of lamb
our leg of lamb...
we all sit down to eat our leg of lamb

Step right on up, take a good good look
at the latest pie that fate could cook
this is no phenom, so supermarket guru
just a revelation from me to you

So don't believe a thing that you might hear
at least from the last 30 - 40 years
cause it wasn't long ago just before the reign of Nero
we had no concept of zero

So beware, children beware, the devil may care
six little soldiers with stripes on their shoulders
never with a thought to dare

So take aim, children take aim
the drill sargeant sang
with ample perspiration ordered
stop your respiration
and end the flow of oxygen to the brain

So wake up sleepyheads, listen what I have to say
as you near your independence day
just keep in mind, in time your find so few
so few have your best interrests in mind

so don't believe a thing you might hear
at least from the last 3 - 4,000 years
'cause is wasn't long ago just before the reign of Nero
we had no concept of zero

so beware, children beware
the devil may care...
and maybe he's the only one

She got a ham in her handbag
a pig in her purse
she got two blind, no-bribe, babe buggers

she's got a bird hap sack
she's on a Polish parade
gonna' get some pair of cigars and some lemonade

no need to put your ear to the ground
Not much is coming to town

she puts eggs in her horse shoe
coffee in her tea
puts out a little Jell-O
says "that's the way it's gonna' be"

ashes and mashes and dust and musk and
green spin of salmon as she cuts the crust off
don't let it show that you wanted some
Not much is coming to town

She got a ham in her handbag
a pig in her purse
she got two blind, no-god, babe buggers

no lap sack, a Polish parade
we gonna' get some pair of cigars and some lemonade
no, no need to put your ear to the ground
Mot much is coming to town

she puts eggs in her horse shoe
coffee in her tea
puts out a little Jell-O
says "that's the way it's gonna' be"

ashes to ashes and dust and musk and
de-da di-blew dibble di-da
don't let it show that you wanted some
not much is coming to town (x2)
not much is coming

Feetlips, why do you do that way?
You know you'll have to pay
for your making us nauseous

Feetlips, you know today's the day
you turn the other way
and you eat your galoshes

you thought Somepeople was a tragic name
he was the easiest one to blame
his weather systems tempered and tame
till you catch wind of...

Feetlips...you're so brash
waltzing around talking your trash
no, you haven't been drinking
you just talk without thinking
it's what got you this far
but it's not worth one dollar
no it's not a boy
quiet...quiet...quiet...quiet...quiet...quiet...quiet...

Feetlips, why do you do that way
you know you'll have to pay...

Feetlips

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Don't tell me anything...anyhow
your contribution, proposed solution fails for now
cause I can see your house from here
now the leaves have fallen, dear
you're such a little privateer
as your confession draws mor enear

Don't sell me anything...of any kind
your one time offer is so uncalled for
you call it piece of mind
but I don't want your life insurance
home auto health fire insurance
just make this basic inference
employs a little common sense

Time and again I find I'm listless or rather fistless
in time that's what I find
Carry me to Mecca with what you may devine
take me with you, take me with you, don't leave me behind

Don't tell me anything...anyhow
your trite donation, commercialization
won't hold water now
'cause I can see your ship from here
now the weather's bright and clear
you're such a little privateer
as your confession draws near

Look at you, you disgust me
sitting there, staring at me
giving me no more respect
than the images on your TV

and I have a wish for you, oh I have wish for you
may all your mornings be bright
may all your wool stockings fit a little too tight
may alarms that sound on the cars around town
they all must never be found

your palette is dry and your tongue is green
that's me in your head telling you to stay off my scene
your drunk and I suppose it's your excuse
but really, you know, I’m not the anchor of the 10 o' clock news

a toast to you mine appropriate friends
Godspeed to the bathroom tiles
your unbridle ignorance truly offends
it's a drinking song in the grande style