Bagboy

I had a bad reaction to your feared public hobby writings I get no satisfaction from your very recent sightings Like when I hear a sound of feet slapping on the runway Like a small bird, pretty while it's crapping on a new day So disappointed I was that I had made small talk with you Cover your breath, cover your teeth I'm not feeling your buzz, I only smell your crack of stew Cover your breath, cover your teeth Bagboy, bagboy, bagboy, bagboy Bagboy, bagboy, bagboy, bagboy She had some beauty of manners, but she looked like a bug Cover your breath, cover your teeth Migrations of their type are such good planners and not smug Cover your breath, cover your teeth Bagboy, bagboy, bagboy, bagboy Bagboy, bagboy, bagboy, bagboy You are proselytizing alone, listening to the voice with your ears Cover your breath, cover your teeth You have regurgitated the tone, now sat in your tract for many years Cover your breath, cover your teeth Picked up from dead things that you licked It's a feedback loop you can't evict Cover your breath, cover your teeth Cover your breath, cover your teeth Cover your breath, cover your teeth Cover your breath, cover your teeth Bagboy, bagboy, bagboy