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Chicken Wire Lady - The Blues Magoos

The talking fool tells me as I skate across my room

That the walls have been dancing on the floor

And to the walls I say who's to go and who's to stay

As the chicken wire lady runs away

On the inside there is fun

On the outside there is none

We're just high

We're just high

Fire fire everywhere melting away

With the man that makes the hand I drift away

The lady peeks inside to see us burning side by side

The guilty chicken wire lady runs to hide

On the inside there is fun

On the outside there is none

We're just high

We're just high

Like a torn strand of crepe paper

I sit engulfed by the wall of light

Crisply starred and striped

Silver shovels scrape me up and carry me away

The chicken wire lady had a plan

With many odds and ends she makes us go where she intends

To pass me out as nickel bags to all my friends

On the inside there is fun

On the outside there is none

We're just high

We're just high

We're just high

We're just high

Like a torn strand of crepe paper

I sit engulfed by the wall of light

Crisply starred and striped