Birthday Party - Capers Lyrics
What has not got my heart in it shall we be dubbed sir namesWither million blither tongues mounting bristling guilt framesIn the fake - ache of the gloomloom slippers slap me alive!The hour hands down a miracle to spend with ugly typesSo we can catch and thread a minstrel bleed a tower down to its anklesSo we cant go up or stay up find the thumb dumb in your ear brainGet unfunny! such as choirs do why the clocklock bought up this oneJust when things seemed so paperparrent like my toothface? like my out-do?Capers... capers...Oh a streak, otreacly ink-inks tied my knees all up in elbowsErase that lapsing smile tub lose the slip of the small soap-fellowsAccount the addups till I do-nots are we balanced? were in business!Idle tidal, rush in, tried all with a limbs...all legs and armourI had a dreadful diehood diehard, drunken, sunken, monk-heartOh I had a wonderful diehood thanks to my fa, fa, family
