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She's a crow whisperer and she might be a magpie herself

She's a crow whisperer and she might be a magpie herself
She's a crow whisperer and she might be a magpie herself
Gonna open up her armoire, see what's on her shelf

My baby's got a corn snake, she sure does treat him good
My baby's got a corn snake, she sure does treat him good
He doesn't chase after his own tail, so I don't see why we should

The sky is full of portents and there's harbingers on the wing
The sky is full of portents and there's harbingers on the wing
Just like Caesar saw that lion, people lyin' about everything

Sometimes people get stuck on ideas
Stuck and fixated on a single idea
Slithering in circles biting their own tails
Like an ouroboros snake snake snake snake

I got one black cat and an owl-cat with Halloween eyes
I got twin Maine Coons, soft and dark as the midnight skies
They spend the whole year just waiting to provide that October Surprise

Ravens use reason and the crow is an omen of death
Ravens use reason and the crow is an omen of death
Lo0ks like corvids, cats and reptiles might outlive us and outsmart us yet

And even we fixate on ideas
We're trying to relinquish these unhealthy ideas
Stop slithering in circles biting our own tails
Like an ouroboros snake snake snake


She's a crow whisperer and she might be a magpie herself
She's a crow whisperer and she might be a magpie herself
Gonna open up her armoire, see what's on her shelf

The ouroboros eats itself with relish and great greed
The ouroboros eats itself with relish and abundant greed
You can argue that's against its best interests, but it pays no heed

If you want to argue with the intractable, by all means be our guest
If you're so brave as to engage with the sad, diseased carcass of what used to be civil discourse... be our guest
But my baby's corn snake don't swallow his own tail, and I think that snake knows best

She's a crow whisperer and she might be a magpie herself
She's a crow whisperer and she might be a magpie herself...