Evergreen - Trudy Pushpin lyrics

Can you smell him? He smells like mothballs. Can you feel that net? I was so young then. He grew old and couldn't play with them. And my brother would always give them away To the man with the jungle in his backyard And a train set in his garage. You see, no one drove us then, And his mother broke her hip three times. Serves her right. Her son k**ed monarchs, And other things i liked to watch fly.