For Squirrels - Under Smithville Lyrics
In my room,On a pad,Was written a letter,Return address to youI have walked,Over a mile,And under a stone wall,Across the fields of snowAnd I've been feeling so grand, oh noTell me now who you think I am.Arrived there,Tired and cold,Delivered your letter,Return address to youThis is the house,This is the road,Here is my letter,Where the heck are you?And I've been feeling so old, oh noTell me now who you think I am.Lay down under the playground,Hold up, I can't, hold up for longLay down under the playground,Please don't bury meLay down under the playground,Hold up, I can't, hold up for longLay down under the playground,Please don't bury meIn my room,On the fire,is burning a letter,Return address to youI had walkedOver a mile,And under a stonewall,Where the heck were you?And I've been feeling so grand, oh noTell me now who you think I am.It's just a, it's a little bit harder just to hold your handand round and round and round we goTell me now who you think I amLay down under the playground,Hold up, I can't, hold up for longLay down under the playground,Please don't bury meLay down under the playground,Hold up, I can't, hold up for longLay down under the playground,Please don't bury meAnd I've been feeling so grand, oh noTell me now who you think I am.It's just a, it's a little bit harder just to hold your handand round and round and round we goTell me now who you think I a
