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Songwriting Hall of Fame

Andrew Bird - Fake Palindromes

My dewy-eyed Disney bride, what has tried
Swapping your blood with formaldehyde?
Monsters?
Whiskey-plied voices cried fratricide
Jesus, don’t you know that you could have died
You should have died
With the monsters that talk
Monsters that walk the earth

She’s got red lipstick and a bright pair of shoes
And she's got knee-high socks what to cover a bruise
She’s got an old death kit she’s been meaning to use
She's got blood in her eyes, in her eyes for you
She’s got blood in her eyes for you

 Certain fads, stripes and plaids, singles ads
They run you hot and cold like a rheostat, I mean a thermostat
So you bite on a towel, hope it won’t hurt too bad

My dewy-eyed Disney bride, what has tried
Swapping your blood with formaldehyde?
What monsters that talk,
Monsters that walk the earth

And she says, "I like long walks and sci-fi movies,
You’re six foot tall and east coast-bred.
Some lonely night, we can get together
And I’m gonna tie your wrists with leather
And drill a tiny hole into your head.
Oh, I'm gonna drill a tiny hole into your head."

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