Hoof, beak, tail, foot, part of some animal, ain’t it always so?
Lip-lock, tip-toe out on the GABUAP, midnight do-si-do
Big wingspan and heart of an antelope, flying south alone
Chest swoll-up ripe as a cantelope, filled with seeds of love

Crow don’t crow
Hen don’t hen
Girls all know
Men don’t men

Page one, page two, part of some manual, tells you what you know
Diagrams, arrows and labels, important ones in bold
Robot heart, out of its manifold, dripping lots of oil
Drop a screw into some cavity, better let it go

Crow don’t crow
Hen don’t hen
Girls all know
Men don’t men

Circus cellphone’s singing right to you
Right to you, right to you
Choked up, dying of the arcade flu
So are you, so are you

Fur, claw, tooth, jaw, part of some cannibal, lunching on his own
Baby bones crunch in his mandible, spoiling thoughts of home
Sacrificing our baby animals to the one most high
Hoping God won’t use us as cannonballs to wage war in the sky

Crow don’t crow
Hen don’t hen
Girls all know
Men don’t men

Circus cellphone’s ringing off the hook
It’s for you, it’s for you
Broken mirror’s bringing a new look
Thanks to you, thanks to you


Lyrics submitted by JohnnyLurg

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