Capers Lyrics - Singles - The Birthday Party

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 its 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... 

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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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