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brian easdale - the red shoes ballet premiere lyrics

-how did my father die?
49 times, we fought that beast.
your old man and me.
it had a chicken head with duck feet,
with a woman’s face too.
-aw, that’s rad!
and it was waiting in the bushes for us,
then it ripped of your dad’s face.
he was screaming something awful.
in fact there was this huge mess,
and i had to change the floors.
-the floors?
you see, his blood, it drained into the boards,
and i had to change ’em.
but we all got a chicken-duck-woman thing,
waiting for us.

every day i worry all day.
about what’s waiting in the bushes of love.
cause something’s waiting in the bushes for us.
something’s waiting in the bushes of love.

every day i worry all day.
about what’s waiting in the bushes of love.
something’s waiting in the bushes for us.
something’s waiting in the bushes of love.

-yo,
never knew
my dad
he didn’t
care about me.
dead horizon,
is all my macro-binoculars see.
moisture-farming
all my life
and not a drop spilt.
my aunt and uncle, double suns,
and sippin’ blue milk.
my aunt and uncle, double suns,
i’m sick of blue milk.

but then a desert hobo came and told me,
-we all got chicken-duck-woman thing,
waiting for us.

every day i worry all day.
about what’s waiting in the bushes of love.
cause something’s waiting in the bushes for us.
something’s waiting in the bushes of love.

every day i worry all day.
about what’s waiting in the bushes of love.
something’s waiting in the bushes for us.
something’s waiting in the bushes of love.

hold me when i open like a flower.
hold me right.
yeah, i ain’t had to bake for a girl in a long time,
a long time.
-i think my cooking’s awesome.
i’ve got her picture in my photo wagon.
-ha ha, keep it poppin’.
yeah,
she’d probably love to honky tonk.
(she’d probably love to honky tonk.)
that’s what i said.

i used to ride,
across the desert.
you know, i used to glide,
on my speeder.
pray that i don’t find,
what i don’t wanna find.
waitin’ for me ’round the corner,
oh no, no.

i used to ride,
across the desert.
you know, i used to glide,
on my speeder.
pray that i don’t find any more,
-crispy bodies by the door.

49 times, yeah it was 49 times.
and now it might be waiting for you.
could hiding behind that scr-p pile.
-that’s just a big cow.

i know you really want someone to hold you,
but we all got a chicken-duck-woman thing,
waiting for us.

every day i worry all day.
about what’s waiting in the bushes of love.
cause something’s waiting in the bushes for us.
something’s waiting in the bushes of love.

every day i worry all day.
about what’s waiting in the bushes of love.
something’s waiting in the bushes for us.
something’s waiting in the bushes of love.

i used to ride,
across the desert.
you know, i used to glide,
on my speeder.
pray that i don’t find, what i don’t wanna find.
waitin’ for me ’round the corner,
oh no, no.

- brian easdale lyrics

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