Birds and Fleas
Hear the noise from your voice
As it's singing to me
Hear the shit springing from your throat
Like an unknotted fire hose
You never had the time
To stay with me
And not make these things about you
You never wanted to
Hear about how my day had gone
So you will read my notes
And wonder what the hell you could've done
Maybe you'd hurt your daughter
Or maybe you'd just finally lost your son
As it's singing to me
Hear the shit springing from your throat
Like an unknotted fire hose
You never had the time
To stay with me
And not make these things about you
You never wanted to
Hear about how my day had gone
So you will read my notes
And wonder what the hell you could've done
Maybe you'd hurt your daughter
Or maybe you'd just finally lost your son
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Writer(s): Dario H. Ferrentino
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