Andrew Bird's Bowl of Fire - Feetlips lyrics

Feetlips, why do you do that way? You know youll have to pay For youre making us nauseous Feetlips, you know todays the day You turn the other way And you eat your galoshes You thought some people was a tragic name He was the easiest one to blame His weather, systems tempered and tame Till you catch wind of Ah, feetlips, youre so brash Waltzing around, talking your trash No, you havent been drinking Now you just talk without thinking Its what got you this far But its not worth one dollar Its not worth a boy, quiet Feetlips, why do you do that way? You know youll have to pay Feetlips