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Heretics - Early Version - Andrew Bird

Born host to a tongue so sing a song about it / Held a breath for too long till we're half sick about it / Tell us what we did wrong, then you can blame us for it / Turn the clamp on our thumbs so we're down about it / And tell us all about it, we're so in doubt about it

How about some credit now / Credit is due for the damage that was done / We have wrought upon ourselves and others / With this low and vicious gun / And although pratfalls can be fun, encores can be fatal

And then I hear you say / Thank God it's fatal, thank God is fatal, not shy / Not shy and fatal, not shy and fatal, Thank God / Thank God it's fatal, thank God it's fatal, not shy / Not shy and fatal, not shy and fatal

Wait just a second now / It's not all that bad, are we not having fun? / You make your mountains of handkerchiefs / Where the mascara always runs / So be careful when you're done you're bound to get post natal / Wait, did I just hear you say

Thank God it's fatal
No, I don't want to hear the sound of a draw
No, I don't want to hear the sound of a draw
And I don't wat to read the signs that you bore
You know the kind of sign you hang on a door
Saying, "We'll be back, what a crack"

Now don't you think I might have heard all that before
Yeah, don't you think we might have heard all that before