"Swatting Flies" as written by and Brad Roberts....
Now that I've used up all my ideas
Here in my little house by the sea
I search for a usable memory but none comes to me

In grade one, my teacher could do embalming
She'd stuff the bodies of dead little birds
She told us if ever we found one, just to bring it to her

And in the science room was an iguana
It lay very still in its cage
And we'd feed him living flies

Then she'd read the old testament to us
But first she'd remind us the stories were true
And we'd hear of locusts and plagues and the tortures they knew

And in the science room was an iguana
I remember it now in my house by the seaside
Swatting flies

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"Swatting Flies" as written by Brad Roberts

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    General CommentI can't believe no one has commented on this song...i love it! The music is so simple and calming, and the song is so nostalgiac. I'm not even old, and i still get that feeling very strongly. My favorite part is how he connects it all with the "swatting flies"...you're like, "omg, i get it now!"
    lexusinabasketon December 19, 2005   Link

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