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I guess now it's time for me to give up
I feel it's time
Got a portrait of you behind me
Got your little beak mark still on your feeding cup
Got a fist of ostrich feathers
Got a helm of shattered dreams
Gotta leave you, gotta leave you all behind.
Whatever Smith said, whatever he did, he didn't mean it
I just want you back for good
'Cos everythings wrong I'm missing your song and i'll sing it
i'll just honk it's understood
Losing care and in a mine - they figured out the story
It wasn't good
And in the corner of my mine I knew the end was gory.
Trott's love's not to be.
In a fit of desperation Smith went ahead and set you free
Oh my Eric - Ostrich do you miss me?
Whoever I killed, whatever I burnt I probably meant it,
I bet that Eric tasted good.
'Cos everything's great s'not up for debate - Trott I mean it,
I just want you sad for good.
We'll pluck all his feathers, turn his skin into leather
We'll be dining and forever it will be,
Eric's gone - he tasted great
And Trott you'll never ride that Ostrich again...
Whatever Smith said, whatever Smith did he didn't mean it
I just want you back for good
'Cos everythings wrong I'm missing your song I guess i'll sing it
I'll just honk it's understood