I know what you want the magpies have come If you know me so well then tell me which hand I use
Make them go make it go
Saw her there in a restaurant Poppy don't go I know your mother is a good one But Poppy don't go I'll take you home Show me the things I've been missin Show me the ways I forgot to be speaking Show me the ways to get back to the garden Show me the ways to get around the get around Show me the ways to button up buttons That have forgotten they're buttons Well we can't have that Forgetting that
Girls girls what have we done to ourselves Driving on the vine Over clothes lines But officer I saw the sign Thought I'd been through this in 1919 Counting the tears of ten thousand men And gathered them all But my feet are slipping