With an air rifle over her shoulder
On a day that's half asleep
Macie shot the barn owl ‘cos she could
And all those fat-arsed old men
Won't stand a chance
Not a chance
Oh autumn was a ba*tard
The same as spring but now she's sprung and they won't find her
She will lead them deep into the dark
“Oh she's gotta go
She's gotta go
We got feathers, we'll have bones
She's gotta go
We can't create
But we can destroy
And when we find that girl we'll show them where their money goes to work
Macie it's time…”
So they gave her a dashing alias
Published pictures she made at school
Questioned the dog-walkers at the beach
“There was nothing we could have done
There was nothing we could have done!”
Because autumn was a ba*tard
The same as spring but now she's sprung and they won't find her
She will lead them deep into the dark
And who'll care when she's a grinning picture on a page
With a feather saluting in her hair?
And who'll know what she washed away
‘Til the river wears the wires down?
“Oh she's gotta go
She's gotta go
She's got the headlines in her eyes
She's gotta go
We can't create
But we can destroy
And there's no forest we won't search and there's no river we won't dredge
Macie it's time…”