Sirens (feat. Frances Quinlan)

The good people built those houses with their hands

And told their daughters to play on tin drum sets

While an old man put a grandkid on the piano

And they played Chopsticks until their hands went dead

And cats were thrown off the backs of trucks

And ambled up the yard to us singin'

"All I want is a bed to lie in, loving arms for me to die in"

And the garbage man took the cans he can't kick down Miss Val Holzer

If he wants to, no, he can't, no, he can't 'cause he's a married man

If Mister Van Holzer found out with his short temper

You know what he will do

And she was singin' true

But the garbage man's the only one can dance real blue

And pretty soon the fire trucks and ambulance were singin' too

They were singin', ooh

Oh, ooh

They were singin', ooh

Oh, ooh

So if you move out west

It's best to keep a very close eye on your kids and pets

'Cause big birds have been known to dive

And carry those precious things to heavy heights

And drop them in a field

Where sad sisters all come down to kneel

And hold their hands to their hearts

I learned to lock all of the things they love up

They were cryin', they all were lyin' in the field

They were singin' from the places where they kneeled

Yeah, they were singin'

Yeah, they were singin'

They were singin', ooh

Oh, ooh

They were singin', ooh

Oh, ooh

Someone in my head said

When all you have is land, things with wings

Can present themselves as a pretty big damn threat

When all you have is land, things with wings

Can present themselves as a pretty big damn threat

When all you have is land, things with wings

Can present themselves as a pretty big damn threat

When all you have is land, things with wings

Can present themselves as a pretty big damn threat

And the garbage man and the ambulance

Oh, loving sisters, tin drum sets

Married women and their men

They all were singin'

They were singin', ooh

Oh, ooh

They were singin', ooh

Oh, ooh