 Capers lyrics ( Birthday party )   
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Artist : Birthday party
Song : Capers
What has not got my heart in it shall we be dubbed
sir names
Wither million blither tongues mounting bristling
guilt frames
In the fake - ache of the gloomloom slippers slap
me alive!
The hour hands down a miracle to spend with ugly
types
So we can catch and thread a minstrel bleed a
tower down to it’s ankles
So we can’t go up or stay up find the thumb dumb
in your ear brain
Get unfunny! such as choirs do why the clocklock
bought up this one
Just when things seemed so paperparrent like my
toothface? like my out-do?
Capers... capers...
Oh a streak, o’treacly ink-inks tied my knees all
up in elbows
Erase that lapsing smile tub lose the slip of the
small soap-fellows
Account the addups till I do-nots are we
balanced? we’re in business!
Idle tidal, rush in, tried all with a
limb’s...all legs and armour
I had a dreadful diehood diehard, drunken,
sunken, monk-heart
Oh I had a wonderful diehood thanks to my fa, fa,
family
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