Tablework

My heart’s a coarse and corner crow that I keep inside a vault
So when you ask me what I know it’s all summerland and soul
Oh girl don’t bring your trouble here
My trouble’s your trouble’s fault
Yeah, trouble is trouble’s fault
Bah da do dah ah

My heart’s a slate gray skittish mouse that I’ve ripped from out the wall
Can’t abide it in this house, I can’t stand to see him crawl
Oh girl don’t bring your tears to me
‘Cause I got no [?] at all
Eh, I got no [?] at all
Bah da do dah ah

So are you gonna do the table work
Or stay in stay inside?
Are you gonna get this car to start
Or lay in bed and hide?
No one gonna do this dirt for you
And no one gonna know you lie
Are you gonna do the table work girl
Everybody know you try

Are you gonna do the table work
Or stay in stay inside?

Yeah what God has given feet to me and cushioned them besides
So I can spook you stealthily and claw for both your eyes
Oh girl don’t talk of peace to me
And crow don’t sympathize
Because

The world’s a sick acidic bed to plant your feeble seed
And if your soul’s working you, you’ll bury half the lead
You still got busy work to do
Eh, you still got mouths to feed
Aw, you still got mouths to feed
Bad da do deh eh

So are you gonna do the table work
Or stay in stay inside?
Don’t you wanna take your temperature
And lay in bed and hide?
Don’t you wanna cheat, defeat, and stop
This panoramic poem of lies?
Are you gonna do the table work girl
Everybody know you try

Are you gonna do the table work
Or stay in stay inside?

And when I tell you
That the ribbon ain’t no good
What I mean is
I can no longer feel you with me
And when I tell you
That the lion made my bed
What I mean is
It’s very hard now to keep breathing
When I tell you
That the wasps are in the hall
What I mean is
Most of this thing’s in a small thing

Just trying to tell you
Just trying to tell you
Just trying to tell you