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Fair to Midland Fables From a Mayfly Dance of the Manatee Take a little dive into the shallow and spy what do you see? I see the tortoise and the hare in a rat-race and it fits like a glove under my sleeve, just wait till then. Their heads are the heaviest in operation, he has still not lost imagination. I can hear him mouth the whole ending - just wait till then. We marys had ourselves a ball. Oh, yes we did. We marys had ourselves a ball, I must admit-- Hang us those limbs hold no virtue. Those told to hold: project on my cue, Till we fall. Whether a he or a she, put your mouth where your money is. Are the birds of a feather that clever? If I knew I'd keep locks, that's a given, just wait till then. Their heads cast shadows like skyscrapers. Small enough to fit up their asses to put it all into perspective with definition. We marys had ourselves a ball. Oh, yes we did. We marys had ourselves a ball, I must admit-- Hang us those limbs hold no virtue. Those told to hold: project on my cue, Oh, take a gander the bigger they are the harder they fall. Not needy you'll see, not needy and I come with open arms over trees. Not needy you'll see . Listen to proven guarantees wille you're rolling up your sleeves, beatin' on the chest. But we can keep it in a jar when it's comin' cats and dogs for days. We marys had ourselves a ball. And I guarante, And what they've done for you (What they've done-- They've done for me. (for me) They've done for me. (2x) Hang us those limbs hold no virtue. Those told to hold: project on my cue. |
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