Tricks

Today I set a bird afire

Didn’t know the consequence

I admired their flight

Thought they were angels

But some winged creature told me otherwise

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They told me to be careful

But the entire world’s a playground

Still when I swing and jump and scream

I’m hanging behind bars

With those who say the answer is anarchy

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My soul signs its signature in blood

Didn’t know the reasoning

Behind great fires of floods

Thought it was coming

But some demon told me it’s a hoax

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Today I learned to speak in tongues

Didn’t know I’d make new friends

I admired their voices

Thought they were comrades

But some man with a key told me otherwise

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I just did disco on the Underground Railroad

Got caught in a fever from the blues

I did a jig to shake my wig off

And realized it was glued to my head

Point your fingers, supply and command


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