Lyrics to Bowling

andrew bird's bowl of fire - (what's your) angle?
i've got a new found fangled fandango tango angle and it keeps things curious yes, and it makes folks furious it takes two part tango and a little tingle tangle and two orangutans like me and you i bowling

andrew bird's bowl of fire - 11:11
standing on the corner, plastic cup in her hand standing on the corner, saving for some gin you don?t need to ask where she?s been or what?s up she?ll gladly tell you about the life she had before sh bowling

andrew bird's bowl of fire - 50 pieces
you've been away for such a long, long time gone from the brickyard, gone from the mine all these unfamiliar places used to find your measured paces now it's all arriving, now it's all just fine i th bowling

andrew bird's bowl of fire - a woman's life and love
since i first saw him, i think myself blind i look around me and it's only him i see his image floats before me so gentle and so kind he has got a clear mind and firm courage oh, ring upon my finger, bowling

andrew bird's bowl of fire - beware
step right on up, take a good good look at the latest pie that fate could cook this is no phenom, so supermarket guru just a revelation from me to you so don't believe a thing that you might hear at bowling

andrew bird's bowl of fire - candy shop
well, piece by piece and nail by nail it?ll all come down someday before the fires of hell you let me in your house you let me in your house you let me in your house with a hammer set to tile or set bowling

andrew bird's bowl of fire - case in point
i?m a breather, mail receiver ad i don?t know where i stand not since someone informed me that my house was built on sand and it?s not the earth beneath me it?s just the concept of the land and i?m s bowling

andrew bird's bowl of fire - cock o' the walk
c'mon baby, move over, i'm sittin' here tonight c'mon baby, move over, do the thing that's right i can puff up my feathers, look real mean be the old man that this here's scene i'm a struttin', preen bowling

andrew bird's bowl of fire - dora goes to town
she's got a ham in her handbag, a pig in her purse she's got two ply, no fly, baby buggers she's got a burlap sack, she's on a voter parade gonna get some carob cigars and some lemonade no need to put bowling

andrew bird's bowl of fire - eugene
studies have shown that we like sheep are prone to sure fatal doses of malcontent through osmosis but don't be sympathetic, just pass the anesthetic 'cuz sheep are benign and on the young we will dine bowling

andrew bird's bowl of fire - fatal flower garden
it rained, it poured, rained so hard rained so hard all day till all the boys in our school they came out to talk and play and they tossed the ball again so high, then again so low till it fell into bowling

andrew bird's bowl of fire - feetlips
feetlips, why do you do that way? you know you?ll have to pay for you?re making us nauseous feetlips, you know today?s the day you turn the other way and you eat your galoshes you thought some peopl bowling

andrew bird's bowl of fire - glass figurine
you've got me sitting on your mantle like a little glass figurine why must you be so mean? don't you know i've got better things to do? i'm like a mail order product from a housekeeping magazine how bowling

andrew bird's bowl of fire - gris-gris
you know i've never been to venezuela but everything is fine south of the rust belt line i think i like it, yes, those southern cats are really unique tell me why why does the grass always seem green bowling

andrew bird's bowl of fire - headsoak
i was walking with my feet a disposition fell over me and the armory wall was bleeding the restless child was reading i was swimming, could hardly stand the swimming hour was at hand and the fishes t bowling

andrew bird's bowl of fire - how indiscreet
i saw you last night my, my how indiscreet your self destruction is so complete oh yeah, and i know, yeah, i know that she?s going down slow it was this morning that you phoned you sound strung out, bowling

andrew bird's bowl of fire - ides of swing
some say april is the cruelest and though i can be quite morose the stiff who penned it on a fool's list of those who are chronically verbose when your head starts craning back and your breath comes bowling

andrew bird's bowl of fire - minor stab
some people was an angry thin skinned man couldn't get along with his one man band quarter stick rocket and nails in his pocket and a crying shame, some people is his name oh, poor old pierrot some p bowling

andrew bird's bowl of fire - pathetique
i bear no grudge, even though my heart may break eternally lost love, i bear no grudge though you're shining in your diamond splendor no ray of light falls on the darkness of your heart i've known it bowling