20,000 Leagues Underneath the Serpent

Twenty thousands leagues
Underneath the serpent
Fifty shades of gray humpback whales
Call out to me, they call to me

Ohh-ohh

I fell out her womb
But I was just a spirit then
Sang so loudly ghosts could howl along

Ohh-ohh

I, I stood so long
My feet grew swollen
You popped them open
And all the birds fell to the earth again

Every one of them, lead balloons
March the children's taste
It was no coincidence
They all fell to earth again

The red-winged blackbirds in Arkansas
They're all gone
They're all gone
They're all gone

And In the farm
All the chickens
Their yolks ran yellow
They say it's a cycle

Hi
I am twelve
I'm from Arkansas
I collect dead birds

They're pretty
I think they're pretty
They've very pretty
I find them pretty