Текст песни Birthday

Birthday

She lives in this house over there,
Has her world outside it.
Scrabbles in the earth with her fingers
And her mouth--she's five years old.
Thread worms on a string,
Keeps spiders in her pocket,
Collects fly-wings in a jar scrubs horse flies
And pinches them on a line.
She's got one friend he lives next door,
They listen to the weather,
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He knows how many freckles she's got,
She scratches his beard.
She's painting huge books,
Glues them together,
They saw a big raven;
It glided down the sky--she touched it.
Today's a birthday they're smoking cigars,
He got a chain of flowers,
Sows a bird in her knickers,
They're smoking cigars,
Lie in the bathtub,
Chain of flowers.