Have you met my sister magpie She wants to have a piece of your mind Among the bright young things she keeps She's a relic from the 70's Sister magpie Tried to steal the moon because it shines And no one wants to look you in the eye Sister magpie Flossed her teeth with fishing line Washes off her face with turpentine She'll stay in bed if so she please But you never know just where you might meet Sister magpie Tried to steal the moon because it shines... But at least she knows how to Fly, high, my sister magpie With your wings you touched my blackened sky Mad sister magpie Good morning sister magpie please Tell me where did you get all those dreams And my how wild your garden grows Won't you show me all the years you stole? Sister magpie Tried to steal the moon because it shines...