Lyrics to Moth

Now somewhere between the plastic dog and the flaps of

the kitchen screen door

Rests a little gypsy moth, it got burned out from the

war

It was a big one, the war that is, it was a Sunday

afternoon

The gypsy was held prisoner by the screen door from the

moon



Now somewhere between the dog food and the moth in the

kitchen screen door

I fell in love with the gypsy, so I signed up for the

war

It was a big one, the moth that is, she was the size of

a baby raccoon

I pulled down the plastic prison walls and we danced in

the light of the moon



(Chorus) Well she knows nothing at all about life

Now she knows everything about living

She knows nothing at all about life

Yeah, she knows everything about living



She dipped and swirled and dove and twirled

And danced in celebration

We won the war of the kitchen screen door

And the gypsy's liberation



It was a big one, the victory, and the sun gave way to

the moon

Well we got drunk and she thanked me, and then we drank

all afternoon



Now somewhere between the back porch and the yellowed

light of the moon

(?)s widow even wonders on a Sunday night in June

It was a big one, the spider that is, and she never

even batted an eye

The gypsy flew into her web and uhh…



You know, sometimes it might be difficult to walk the

street blind when you're half in the bag and three

sheets to the wind so to speak but to fly?



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