I was a quick wet boy
Diving too deep for coins
All of your straight light eyes
Wide on my plastic toys

Then when the cops closed the fair
I cut my long baby hair
Stole me a dog eared map
And called for you everywhere

Have I found you?
Flightless bird, jealous, weeping
Or lost you?
American mouth
Big bill looming

Now I'm a fat house cat
Cursing my sore blunt tongue
Watching the warm poison rats
Curl through the wide fence cracks

Pissing on magazine photos
Those fishing lures thrown in the cold and clean
Blood of Christ mountain stream

Have I found you?
Flightless bird, brown hair bleeding
Or lost you?
American mouth
Big bill, stuck going down


Lyrics submitted by campfirestring, edited by studaman, bjhudson, quickwitboy, charlieother, Borderline7, frayedktulu, Noskalsa, Eminemmy, JAlPrufrock, emnem

Flightless Bird, American Mouth Lyrics as written by Samuel Ervin Beam

Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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    This isn't my interpretation, it was off another lyric website and I thought it would be usefull as this song (as well as many other I & W songs are) quite hard to read. Hopefully it'll be of some use...

    I was a quick wet boy diving too deep for coins: He was a guy that was hard to get and only cared for money,

    All of your streetlight eyes, Wide on my plastic toys: Everyone only saw him for what he had though.

    Then when the cops closed the fair: Then he realized he wanted love

    I ut my long baby hair: he decided to grow up.

    Stole me a dog-eared map: He realized what he wanted

    And called for you everywhere: and started searching for her

    Have I found you: has he found it?

    flightless bird: this fragile helpless thing could it be her?

    Jealous, weeping: he is jealous and sad.

    Or is lost you: Or is he to late?

    American mouth: are is she spoken for?

    Big pill, looming: the thought is hard to swallow

    Now I'm a fat house cat: Now he is happy he can have all he wants

    Nursing my sore blunt tongue: can finally get some rest he don't have to call for her anymore.

    Watching the warm poison rats curl through the wide fence ****s: he watching the other girls try to tell her lies so the can get in.

    ****ing on magazines: He knows it's lies

    those fishing lures thrown in the cold and clean: so no matter how much the girls try the are fishing without bate

    Blood of Christ mountain stream: Because what he has is very pure.

    Have I found you: So is she the one?

    Flightless bird: this unlikely creature

    grounded: he is not going anywhere

    bleeding: He would rather get hurt

    or lost you: Well he loss her?

    american mouth: will she find another and be spoken for

    Big pill stuck going down: that would be to hard to swallow

    Diamondwithaflawon January 05, 2009   Link

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