Your Name My Game

And see the flacker birds black as your appartment is at night Take off when my dog comes a-running to bite And as they sit on their branches to watch the game They're chanting your name The crows at the game, they chant your name And as i drive home listening to kimya's record on K There's this deer with its little ones in the field off the freeway And it's teaching its fawns who are still a bit lame To chant your name The baby deer still lame, they know your name [Go andré] And the birch trees and the pine trees behind the summer house They raise their voices when the cigarette drops from the city boy's mouth And when they're shit-scared that a mighty fire could start with a tiny flame Man, they call out your name Shit-scared of a tiny flame, even the trees call your name And the baboon, and the baboon in the cage at the mercy of scientists He is brave and he's a-showing his teeth to resist And despite all the drugs that they are using to tame Him, he's a-shouting your name The baboon that no-one can tame, he's a-shouting your name To the scientists who feel no shame, he's a-shouting your name And when i'm lost again, well i do the same I shout your name (And now we're gonna slow down a little) (A little more) (We call it a song)