Cherry Licorice The Felice Brothers

All I want to eat is cherry licorice
I don't care it sounds ridiculous
Even the birds and bees
Eat how they damn well please

I don't wanna work for no dead waitress
I don't have that kind of patience
Sitting round all day
We never were the same

Raccoons dead the city's windy
All I think about is sending
All the ladies and gents
Covered in excrement

All I want eat is cherry licorice
I don't care it sounds ridiculous
Even the birds and bees
Eat how they damn well please

High upon the hill
Through the thistle
Past the factory
'Cross the trestle
The teacher slit my wrist
For every class I missed