Inna Śpiewka

Gold teeth and a curse for this town

Were all in my mouth,

Only I don't know how

They got out, dear.

Turn me back into the pet

I was when we met,

I was happier then

With no mind set.

And if you took to me like

A gull takes to the wind,

Well I'd a' jumped

From my trees and,

I'd a' danced like the king of the eyesores

And the rest of our lives would a' fare well.

New slang when you notice the stripes

The dirt in your fries

Hope it's right when you die,

Old and bony.

Dawn breaks like a bull

through the hall

Never should've called

But my head's to the wall and I'm lonely.

And if you took to me like

A gull takes to the wind,

Well I'd a' jumped

From my trees and,

I'd a' danced like the king of the eyesores

And the rest of our lives would a' fare well.

God speed all the bakers at dawn,

May they all cut their thumbs,

And bleed into their buns

'Till they melt away.

I'm looking in on the good life

I might be doomed never to find

Without a trust, or flaming fields

Am I too dumb to refine?

And if you took to me like a'

I'd a' danced like the queen of the eyesores

And the rest of our lives would a' fare well.