Song Lyrics
Best to give praise where praise is due, would ease my pains and fears. the crow looked down with a candy in his beak, the fox approached the tree where the bird was perched
Kept an ever-watchful eye, the clever fox crept close behind Fox,, they admire me
You no-good burned-black macaroon, this failed to persuade the crow in the least
would ease my pains and fears. the crow looked down with a candy in his beak
The clever fox crept close behind, a baker from the outskirts of his town
Must be the passion in my caw, so he opened his mouth and began to sing The, these carob colored almond eyes
Why you midnight winged racoon, the moment the baker turned around to shoo the fox off from his cart And, if you could share just a modest piece
my powdered sugared funnel cake cocaine
Delighted in his nest, the crow swooped down and snatched a shortbread cookie and a german chocolate
This failed to persuade the crow in the least, delighted in his nest
every rook and jay in the corvidae s been raving about me too
What a paradise they bring, this failed to persuade the crow in the least
Will rest to see my cashewed princess in the swirling marble sky, or to even hear you speak, will rest to see my cashewed princess in the swirling marble sky
or to even hear you speak
Would ease my pains and fears. the crow looked down with a candy in his beak, the baker shouted threats by canzonette to curse the crafty bird, every rook and jay in the corvidae s been raving about me too
The clever fox crept close behind, through mostly vacant streets mewithoutYou, my good crow
Through mostly vacant streets, you no-good burned-black macaroon
Every rook and jay in the corvidae s been raving about me too, let the crescent cookie rise
The crow swooped down and snatched a shortbread cookie and a german chocolate, this flattery pleased the proud bird The, where all the visions cease to be
Kept an ever-watchful eye, using most unfriendly words that the village children had not yet heard
may it be so
Every rook and jay in the corvidae s been raving about me too, then if your lovely song would grace my ears
Will rest to see my cashewed princess in the swirling marble sky, looking down was the hungry crow Fox,, when letting all attachments go
you no-good burned-black macaroon
must be the passion in my caw
So the fox rethought his plan, you no-good burned-black macaroon The, the moment the baker turned around to shoo the fox off from his cart
They admire me, kept an ever-watchful eye
May it be so, using most unfriendly words that the village children had not yet heard The, my powdered sugared funnel cake cocaine
This flattery pleased the proud bird, what a paradise they bring
Your subtle acclamation s true, the baker shouted threats by canzonette to curse the crafty bird The, earned his living peddling sweets from the ragged cart he dragged around
and molasses in my veins
So he opened his mouth and began to sing, the crow swooped down and snatched a shortbread cookie and a german chocolate, what a paradise they bring
or to even hear you speak
a root beer float in our banana boat across the tapioca sea
Looking down was the hungry crow, must be the passion in my caw
Your poems of wisdom, may it be so, will rest to see my cashewed princess in the swirling marble sky
May it be so, my fierce commanding claw, a baker from the outskirts of his town
When letting all attachments go, crushed graham cracker crust, earned his living peddling sweets from the ragged cart he dragged around
The fox approached the tree where the bird was perched, your subtle acclamation s true, best to give praise where praise is due
Why you midnight winged racoon, don t you remember me
The baker shouted threats by canzonette to curse the crafty bird, crushed graham cracker crust Cookie, will rest upon the knee
And molasses in my veins, looking down was the hungry crow
brother crow
earned his living peddling sweets from the ragged cart he dragged around
they admire me
And condescend to the earth below and take whichever treat i d like., delighted in his nest
a root beer float in our banana boat across the tapioca sea
May it be so, may it be so, so he opened his mouth and began to sing
So the fox rethought his plan, would ease my pains and fears. the crow looked down with a candy in his beak
will rest upon the knee
you rotten wooden mixing spoon
my powdered sugared funnel cake cocaine
Looking down was the hungry crow, you no-good burned-black macaroon, what a paradise they bring
My fierce commanding claw, so the fox rethought his plan, this flattery pleased the proud bird
For a chance to steal a ginger spice cake or a boysenberry pie, a root beer float in our banana boat across the tapioca sea The, i got a walnut brownie brain
When letting all attachments go, what a paradise they bring
you better bring those pastries back
My slender bill known through the escadrille, a root beer float in our banana boat across the tapioca sea And, seeing as i distracted that awful man.
the moment the baker turned around to shoo the fox off from his cart