Pick me up, hose me down
I'm sorry boys about the dirty night clowns
Earth does break the things that we make
Like model planes and cuppy cakes
I can't clear the leaves from here
They're too far under the brush this year
I can't clear the leaves from here
They're too far under the brush this year
Let them be buried, buried alive
In their suits, in their ties
Trees that shade the moves that they made
In their suits, in their ties
Let them be buried, buried alive
In their suits, in their ties
You're safe here, now you're in the clear
Now we'll eat soup and apple pies
I can't clear the leaves from here
They're too far under the brush this year
I can't clear the leaves from here
They're too far under the brush this year
I will never be
Dirt-free
Up the stairs come find me
Come sneak up behind me
I'll be sleeping soundly
Like a baby
Ra ta ta ta ta ta ta ta
Ra ta ta ta ta ta ta
Ra ta ta ta ta ta ta ta
Ra ta ta ta ta ta ta
I can't clear the leaves from here
They're too far under the brush this year
