Cannonball Statman - Dog Science lyrics

On the ground The crows are eating the wasps And the wasps are dying in the mouths of the crows On the ground At sunrise. Kellogg's diner is under new management My brain is splattered on my wall Regurgitates a dirty blonde caramel syrup My friend Leora sings up a girl and boy trading spirits Spirits trading behind the tire swing Levitating over basement c**aine nightmare metamorphosis Fashion Avenue diva With the navel tequila Energetic vitriol Vitriolic robin stricken by the space between life and d**h And sometimes I wanna live on the ground Where the crows are eating the wasps And the wasps are dying in the mouths of the crows On the ground At sunrise. Today Greenwood Cemetery's anesthetized pigeons mourn in E Mixolydian overcast Over the extermination of a rat infestation in Brooklyn Yes, you've gotta see it to believe it It's a strip mall infestation in Brooklyn And now that Brooklyn is a strip mall Let's watch the live execution of Brooklyn On television In flannel On the Execution Channel Now I wanna be my dog But sometimes I wanna be a tree On the ground Where the crows are eating the wasps And the wasps are dying in the mouths of the crows On the ground It's sunrise I know what you're trying to do I see through the smoke and mirrors And I see through you I know what you're planning to do I don't know why With your wide open window And your wild spinning mind In the presence of the moon I have a murder of crows living in the attic of my head Swallowing your venom And your venom will return to your head On the ground At sunrise