Too much time spent trying to crawl into a hole Trying to crawl out of that hole
I followed a path of a piece of a bread, traveling From one little sparrow's beak To another little sparrow's beak
He picked it up, flew with it and then dropped it, then This other one picked it up and flew with it and again Then they broke it into pieces Ate it up and forgot that it ever existed
They were still hungry, at the end They were still hungry at the end
I was inside my office at the time And I got real scared Thought I saw two snakes slithering Then I remembered: Snakes don't live in carpeted areas
Too much time spent And I'm spent
There is an old meatball wrapped inside of tinfoil Lying on the bottom shelf of our fridge A lesson in how fleeting preservation isTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
