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aaron fraser-nash - owl sings a song lyrics

[verse 1]

twit twoo, oh i see you.. the rumours of the hundred acre wood well they’re true
oh i just flew, i’m eyeing up a swoop…i’m melting off your face and then i’ll cut you in two +
we rose again from under sediment cos after the experiments the kindness in our hearts was rendered null and void irrelevant + so trespass and you’ll get to meet the crew…
myself and porky piglet, tigger + winnie the poooooh!

[pre+chorus]

”christopher robin and friends had oh so much fun all of those years ago. but from the day he left and as the years flew by, time was not kind to pooh, piglet, tigger and owl…”

[chorus]

twit twoo… you know i’m coming for you! your unfriendly neighbourhood owl
i’m sad from neglect so i’ll peck at your neck, then later i might disembowel
i’m the thinker the planner + the one with the answers + the one they call clever and wise
abandoned betrayed so the town it will pay i’m the k!ller that swoops from the skies

[verse 2]

you got a date with owl so you better bring a towel when i vomit on your face they’ll have to scr+pe it with a trowel so excuse the blatant pun but what they’ll find is rather fowel i don’t cheep and i don’t tweet i just let out an earthy howl
oh i get a little pleasure playing pooh sticks, my talon’s razor sharp i got a tight grip.. i’m swooping from the clouds, to terrorize the town, then clean this plume of feathers full of body parts and blood drips

[pre+chorus]

‘owl’s a rather nasty b+++++d, after melting your face with his oozing vomit, he’ll likely peck you to death, or tear you apart with his talons’
[chorus]

[final verse]

oh if i gotta sing it then i may as well just ‘wing’ it let’s see how many owl puns can fit a quarter of a minute +
got a bucket full off ‘talon’ even tho i was abandoned like a ‘chick’ that works at ‘hooters’ i’m out ‘owl night long’
got an ‘owlfull’ of stamina but in the night like dracula devising all the k!llings like an evil form of ‘owlgebra’
get drunk on human blood like an addictive ‘owlcaholic’ i’m the hundred acre ‘know+it+owl’ so try to sing along…

[ finale chorus]

- aaron fraser nash lyrics

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