Lyrics of Birthday

She lives in this
House over there
Has her world outside it
Grapples in the earth
With her fingers and her mouth
She's five years old

Thread worms on a string
Keeps spiders in her pocket
Collects fly-wings in a jar
Scrubs horse flies
And pinches them on a line

She's got one friend
He lives next door
They listen to the weather
He knows how many
Freckles she's got
She scratches his beard

She's painting huge books
And glues them together
They saw a big raven
It glided down the sky
She touched it

Today's is her birthday
They're sucking cigars
He got a chain of flowers
And sows a bird in her knickers

They're sucking cigars
They lie in the bathtub
A chain of flowers