Cursive - Drunken Birds download song

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Sixty-four spoons of the old elixir, drunken birds falling off the balcony, sixteen spoons of the old elixir
Sixteen spoons of the old elixir, do you see in there
The external world seems to disappear, i need to delete all history
Four teaspoons of the old elixir, how to teach your parrot to speak
But you got to loosen it up, don t kill the mockingbird
drunken birds weaving through sycamores
How a lifetime cooped up has left him cagey, eight teaspoons of the old elixir
how a lifetime cooped up has left him cagey

Hear the jailbird sing, drunken birds weaving through sycamores
magpie looks in the mirror
It rewards me handsomely, mimicry s the most ulcerous form of mockery
Albatross necktie looks so dignified, how a lifetime cooped up has left him cagey
How a lifetime cooped up has left him cagey, hear the jailbird sing Cursive, how to teach your parrot to speak
two teaspoons of the old elixir
Sixteen spoons of the old elixir, eight teaspoons of the old elixir Birds, how to teach your parrot to speak
Thirty-two spoons of the old elixir, a couple more drinks

thirty-two spoons of the old elixir
Hear the jailbird sing, albatross necktie looks so dignified
sixty-four spoons of the old elixir
Eight teaspoons of the old elixir, eight teaspoons of the old elixir
Mimicry s the most ulcerous form of mockery, but you got to loosen it up Cursive, i need to delete all history
But you got to loosen it up, learning how to teach your parrot to speak, do you see in there
Four teaspoons of the old elixir, some things are best left repressed
Sixteen spoons of the old elixir, hear the jailbird sing, it rewards me handsomely

Drunken birds weaving through sycamores, how to teach your parrot to speak, repeat after me
Two teaspoons of the old elixir, you got to flap them wings Birds, eight teaspoons of the old elixir
i need to delete all history
Mimicry s the most ulcerous form of mockery, drunken birds weaving through sycamores Cursive, albatross necktie looks so dignified
Four teaspoons of the old elixir, albatross necktie looks so dignified Birds, thirty-two spoons of the old elixir
How a lifetime cooped up has left him cagey, do you see in there
a couple more drinks