Andrew Bird, Nu Deco Ensemble - Fake Palindromes (Orchestral Version)

Oh, my dewy-eyed Disney bride, what is tried
Swapping your blood with formaldehyde
Almost
Whiskey plied, voices cried, fratricide
Jesus, don't you know that you could have died?
Should have died
With the muscles that talk, the muscles that walk
And talk all over the earth

She's got red lipstick and a bright pair of shoes
Knee-high socks, won't you call her a bruise?
She's got no death kit, she's immune to you
She's got blood in her eyes, in her eyes for you
Blood in her eyes for you

Now certain fads, such as stripes and plaids
All these singles ads
They run me hot and cold like a rheostat
I mean a thermostat
So you bite on the towel and hope it won't hurt too bad
Oh, my dewy-eyed Disney bride, what is tried?
Swapping your blood with formaldehyde
Oh, muscles that talk, the muscles that walk
And talk all over the earth

She says, "I like long walks and sci-fi movies
You're six foot tall and East Coast bred
But some other night we can get together
I don't wanna tie your wrists with leather
Drill a tiny hole into your head"
Oh, I'm gonna drill a tiny hole into your

Thank you