Spirit Army

Of a litter and a time
When a boy would just sing until a fog would arrive
And the cry was, "Uh oh!"
It was a miracle and meant another would show
You are not a little drone
You are not a little drone
Raw
In a stew full of well cooked clones under aerosol with a superior tone
Maybe I can sway her through song
Fiddle Army
Win her back today for a song
Spirit Army
Stick a nickel in a hole that you have dug by hand and put the dirt on a roll
Keep the roll out of view under camouflage and see her running to you
But I know another way
Yes I know another way
Not a candle for every day that you made yourself to keep her suitors away
Maybe I can sway her through song
Fiddle Army
Win her back today for a song
Spirit Army
A mistake I have noted in this land is a tendency to work hard
Even harder
But not hard enough to ever see
You're gonna kill yourself with your plan
You're gonna kill yourself with your hand
You're gonna kill yourself
You're gonna kill yourself
You're gonna kill yourself
All the faces you can grow will never reap expand
Not even all in a row
Catastrophic and pay per view isn't nothing
A cup is enough and all
It is new
It is not a little game
It is not a little game fought in the serve of a high five's name
On a carousel where one is sorry they came
Maybe I can sway her through song
Fiddle Army
Win her back today for a song
Spirit Army
Maybe I can sway her through song
Teary eyed me
Win her back today for a song
Spirit Army