Spare-Ohs

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The finches and sparrows build nests in my chimney

What remains of the small flightless birds that you failed to protect

But the yoke isn’t easy, in fact it’s a drag

Acid blown to cornfields and mountains of rice

All over the suburbs, across the great lawns

And they're crop dusting gardens all over this town

But nobody cares when it gets in their hair

It gets in their lungs as it floats through the air

It gets in the food that they buy and prepare

But nobody cares when it gets in their hair

Across the great chasms and the schisms

And the sudden aneurysms

Where the black ink will drip across the of your eyes

And your teeth are worth more than you can spare-oh

Don’t tell me that it just isn’t fair

Don’t speak about the cycles of life

Cause your thoughts are so soft

I could cut 'em with a spork or a bride's knife

And the wine made our minds too loose

A reckless choice of words

And you tell me that

I’m too abstruse

I just thought

I was a kind of bird

I swear I just stood there not saying a word

Not saying a word, not saying a word