Christian Lee Hutson - State Bird lyrics

'Are they siblings? Are they dating?'
Is the game that we are playing
At the festival in Kentucky
You say they are definitely fucking

I'm a baby, tall and softish
Forty dollars in my pocket
When life gives you a lemon
Cut a hole in it, smoke some resin

I don't think that this is working
I don't think that this is working, yeah
I don't think that this is working
I don't think that this is working, yeah

There's an eyelash on your left cheek
I wanna tell you, but you're yelling
It's anticlimactic winning this argument

You're a wrinkle in the paper
I am a New Jersey state bird
A bandana on a broomstick
You can't fire me 'cause I quit

I don't think that this is working
I don't think that this is working, yeah
I don't think that this is working
I don't think that this is working, yeah