Snakes Got a Leg III

Snake's got a leg
It's one only can see
Then she'll get so many legs
That she'll run in ways we'll never ever see

I got a jacket
A coat full of contraband
And I got, I got so many high heels to sell
And I got, I got so many hands to hand 'em over with

And they'll eat like kings, oh

So oh, oh, oh
Got hit with bows and arrows, o-oh, o-oh, o-oh
I said oh, oh, oh
Got hit with bows and arrows, oh

I don't wanna go into the hills today
Into the mountains to feed the crows
Up in the hills, up in the hills
It's cold and brutal

They peck at my bones with their beaks
I'm lying down
They peck at my eyes with their beaks
I'm lying down
They peck at my ears with their never-ever-ending cawing
and their cawing
and their cawing
and their ca-ca-cawing

And they'll eat like kings, oh

So snake's in the grass
Put that snake in the oven cause I'm the oven and say
How can you live up so high in the mountains?

It's cool in the shade of the woodshed baby say
Can I stay awhile?
She said no, how dare you live up so high in the mountains

I got chased by a hundred snakes this morning
Got away from a hundred snakes in the night
Sing, how can you live up so
Oh, oh, oh, oh

I got chased by a hundred snakes this the morning
Got away from a hundred snakes in the night
Sing, how can you live up so



Credits
Writer(s): Camilla Ingr, Michael Doerksen, Jordan Cramer, Spencer Krug
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