Crash Test Dummies - Swatting Flies Lyrics
Now that Ive used up all my ideasHere in my little house by the seaI search for a usable memory but none comes to meIn grade one, my teacher could do embalmingShed stuff the bodies of dead little birdsShe told us if ever we found one, just to bring it to herAnd in the science room was an iguanaIt lay very still in its cageAnd wed feed him living fliesThen shed read the old testament to usBut first shed remind us the stories were trueAnd wed hear of locusts and plagues and the tortures they knewAnd in the science room was an iguanaI remember it now in my house by the seasideSwatting flies