Neptune
We'll make room in our house for our mothers
Fools of the obnoxious birds that mocked us
Decorate our mantle with the feathers
Room in our house for our mothers
The fish can't yell his mouth too full of water
The sea won't help don't see why it should bother
The wave wraps round my neck just like a collar
If I go down King Neptune gains a daughter
We'll make room in our house for our mothers
Fools of the obnoxious birds that mocked us
Decorate our mantle with the feathers
Room in our house for our mothers
Isabella dressed in paisley
Overturned her mother's pot of daisies
They each looked to the other in amazement
As they sprouted roots and grew right from the pavement
We'll make room in our house for our mothers
Fools of the obnoxious birds that mocked us
Decorate our mantle with the feathers
Room in our house for our mothers
As they made room
For knobby knees and hornet stings
And cleared off their bedside tables
For photos and toys that remind them of who you were
Before you grew too old to remember
And I may leave before the dinner bell rings
And I don't know if I'll ever come back over
But here in my house here two birds of a feather we stick well together
I'll always keep room for my mother
Fools of the obnoxious birds that mocked us
Decorate our mantle with the feathers
Room in our house for our mothers
The fish can't yell his mouth too full of water
The sea won't help don't see why it should bother
The wave wraps round my neck just like a collar
If I go down King Neptune gains a daughter
We'll make room in our house for our mothers
Fools of the obnoxious birds that mocked us
Decorate our mantle with the feathers
Room in our house for our mothers
Isabella dressed in paisley
Overturned her mother's pot of daisies
They each looked to the other in amazement
As they sprouted roots and grew right from the pavement
We'll make room in our house for our mothers
Fools of the obnoxious birds that mocked us
Decorate our mantle with the feathers
Room in our house for our mothers
As they made room
For knobby knees and hornet stings
And cleared off their bedside tables
For photos and toys that remind them of who you were
Before you grew too old to remember
And I may leave before the dinner bell rings
And I don't know if I'll ever come back over
But here in my house here two birds of a feather we stick well together
I'll always keep room for my mother
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Writer(s): Michaela Caitlin
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