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I won't cut my beard and I won't change my hair
It grows like fancy flowers, but it grows nowhere
My hair, my hair
If I could build my house just like the Trojan horse
I'd put a statue of myself upon the shelf
Of course, of course, of course
She's the smoke
She's dancing fancy pirouettes
Swan diving off of the deep end
Of my tragic cigarette
She's steam laughing on the windowpanes
The never-ending, swaying haze
It grows like fancy flowers, but it grows nowhere
My hair, my hair
If I could build my house just like the Trojan horse
I'd put a statue of myself upon the shelf
Of course, of course, of course
She's the smoke
She's dancing fancy pirouettes
Swan diving off of the deep end
Of my tragic cigarette
She's steam laughing on the windowpanes
The never-ending, swaying haze
Oh, that ever smiling maze
Oh, that ever smiling maze...
A ballet
Everything's gone missing
I've lost more songs to floods
I can't prove this makes any sense
But I sure hope that it does
Perhaps, I was born with curiosity
The likes of those of old crows
The likes of those of old crows
And oh, how the piano knows...
The piano knows something I don't know
I won't cut my beard and I won't change my hair
Oh, that ever smiling maze...
A ballet
Everything's gone missing
I've lost more songs to floods
I can't prove this makes any sense
But I sure hope that it does
Perhaps, I was born with curiosity
The likes of those of old crows
The likes of those of old crows
And oh, how the piano knows...
The piano knows something I don't know
I won't cut my beard and I won't change my hair
It grows like fancy flowers, but it grows nowhere
My hair, my hair
If I could build my house just like the Trojan horse
I'd put a statue of myself upon the shelf
Of course, of course, of course
My hair, my hair
If I could build my house just like the Trojan horse
I'd put a statue of myself upon the shelf
Of course, of course, of course
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