State Bird Songtext
von Christian Lee Hutson

Are they siblings? Are they dating?
Is the game that we are playing
At the festival in Kentucky
You say they are definitely fucking

I′m a baby, tall and softish
Forty dollars in my pocket
When life gives you a lemon
Cut a hole in it, smoke some resin


I don't think that this is working
I don′t think that this is working, yeah
I don't think that this is working
I don't think that this is working, yeah

There′s an eyelash on your left cheek
I wanna tell you, but you′re yelling
It's anticlimactic
Winning this argument

You′re a wrinkle in the paper
I am a New Jersey State bird
A bandana on a broomstick
You can't fire me ′cause I quit


I don't think that this is working
I don′t think that this is working, yeah
I don't think that this is working
I don't think that this is working, yeah