Andrew Bird Lyrics
12. The Privateers
Don't sell me anything Your one time offer is so uncalled for You call it Peace of Mind Cause I can see your house from here Now all the leaves have fallen dear I can see You're just a little privateer As your confession draws more near Time and again I find I'm listless Or rather fistless In time That's what I find So carry me to Mecca With what you may divine Take me with you Take me with you don't leave me behind Cause I don't want your life insurance Home auto health flood or fire insurance Oh just make please make this basic inference And speak of me in the present tense Cause I can see your house from here Now all the weather's so bright and clear I can see you're just a little profiteer As your confession draws more near
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