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We′ve got to be talking about this (yeah)
This has got to be public knowledge
We are now getting slow, time is getting short
We watch the snow and the birch trees growing old
To start with photographs may have been a mistake
Knee deep in anoraks and ancient birthday cakes
The old toys in the shed have got to go
The old toys in the shed have got to go
A bag of baby clothes, a box of old dildoes
Francesca's white teeth, a thousand scribbled notes
That mournful clarinet that Henrik meant to play
For almost thirty years until his dying day
The old toys in the shed have got to go
The old toys in the shed have got to go
We are Swedish Death Cleaning
We are Swedish Death Cleaning
We are Swedish Death Cleaning
We are Swedish Death Cleaning
We are now getting slow, time is getting short
We watch the snow and the birch trees growing old
To start with photographs may have been a mistake
Knee deep in anoraks and ancient birthday cakes
The old toys in the shed have got to go
The old toys in the shed have got to go
The old toys in the shed have got to go
The old toys in the shed have got to go
We are Swedish Death Cleaning
We are Swedish Death Cleaning
We are Swedish Death Cleaning
We are Swedish Death Cleaning
We are Swedish Death Cleaning
We are Swedish Death Cleaning
We are Swedish Death Cleaning
We are Swedish Death Cleaning
We are Swedish Death Cleaning
We are Swedish Death Cleaning
We are Swedish Death Cleaning
We are Swedish Death Cleaning
(We are Swedish Death Cleaning)
(We are Swedish Death Cleaning)
(We are Swedish Death Cleaning)
(We are Swedish Death Cleaning)
This has got to be public knowledge
We are now getting slow, time is getting short
We watch the snow and the birch trees growing old
To start with photographs may have been a mistake
Knee deep in anoraks and ancient birthday cakes
The old toys in the shed have got to go
The old toys in the shed have got to go
A bag of baby clothes, a box of old dildoes
Francesca's white teeth, a thousand scribbled notes
That mournful clarinet that Henrik meant to play
For almost thirty years until his dying day
The old toys in the shed have got to go
The old toys in the shed have got to go
We are Swedish Death Cleaning
We are Swedish Death Cleaning
We are Swedish Death Cleaning
We are Swedish Death Cleaning
We are now getting slow, time is getting short
We watch the snow and the birch trees growing old
To start with photographs may have been a mistake
Knee deep in anoraks and ancient birthday cakes
The old toys in the shed have got to go
The old toys in the shed have got to go
The old toys in the shed have got to go
The old toys in the shed have got to go
We are Swedish Death Cleaning
We are Swedish Death Cleaning
We are Swedish Death Cleaning
We are Swedish Death Cleaning
We are Swedish Death Cleaning
We are Swedish Death Cleaning
We are Swedish Death Cleaning
We are Swedish Death Cleaning
We are Swedish Death Cleaning
We are Swedish Death Cleaning
We are Swedish Death Cleaning
We are Swedish Death Cleaning
(We are Swedish Death Cleaning)
(We are Swedish Death Cleaning)
(We are Swedish Death Cleaning)
(We are Swedish Death Cleaning)
Writer(s): Michael Lewis Lindsay, Samuel Jonah Genders, Martin Bradley Smith, Ashley Bates, Rebecca Jacobs, Phil Winter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com