(Tom Waits/Kathleen Brennan) Everything you can think of is true Before the ocean was blue We were lost in a flood Run red with your blood Nigerian skeleton crew Everything you can think of is true The dish ran away with the spoon Dig deep in your heart for that little red glow We’re decomposing as we go Everything you can think of is true And fishes make wishes on you We’re fighting our way up dreamland’s spine Red flamingos and expensive wine Everything you can think of is true The baby’s asleep in your shoe Your teeth are buildings with yellow doors Your eyes are fish on a creamy shore
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