20sec Banjo
Popularity ยท Low
YouTube
Searching YouTube...
Lyrics
Whoa, don't go too far, oh I thought you knew me
My hooves are wearing down but I still know
There's no need for a cow, since you made an ass of me
Donkey at Mardi Gras, shouldering your beads
A glass of port in a box of Hotel Chocolat
Jug of water buried in a photograph
To dehydrate the lazy eye
And splash awake the conscious mind
And if my banjo broke and cut my throat
I'd mind, but you would still be more unkind
No, don't be a child, oh I thought you knew me
I threaten suicide over a mug of tea
Not made for me, blackmail's my OCD
I feel that subserviency
We're just not right together
But you like to have a pet around
Tell the boyfriend you'll be right back
Just popping out to walk the dog around the block
An alibi you've not made up
But you don't feed me anything but what I'm not
So maybe I'll try backing off slow
And watch the cuckold rose grow
And out of tune I'll go
On my eighty pound banjo
But who's to know?
So, I'm still alive and I guess I know you now
I've learned to fly, taught by a pigeon kind
Who I'd lately found, I guess I'm a pigeon too
At least I don't have hooves to be worn down
Like memories ground to sediment in the canal
Of my mind cache, clogging up and breaking down
To see (pee-eww) a modern life
Prescribed to trifling man and wife
But it's not easy to forget the things we have
Or to call them things we had