Sufjan Stevens - Springfield, or Bobby Got a Shadfly Caught in His Hair lyrics

I don't care to say what
I failed to recognize
Every single day from the poker to the prize
Running out of Springfield, I worked
For the Capitol Air, in the bags
Found a woman there who said she had a
Mind to make me a messenger man

If my father took his life
For the national plan, I don't care
I'm not about to stick my grave with an
Apron and a bucket of plans, never ever
I can take the pillow cases
Off the yellow pillows
Make a property line from the bed
In the living room, the living room
The morning papers made the most
Out of nothing at all

So we took the room with
A view of the runaway
I took off my clothes and she
Took it for a holiday
I was taken for all the things
That I never had before
Running out of Springfield
She left me with a note saying:
"Bobby, don't look back"

And if my wife took a bicycle ride
With a knife in her hand i saw it coming
All the shadflies run at once
With a trumpet or a train
Oh, I'm running from it

Wait a minute, wait a minute
Give a minute, lady
I can explain the aftershave
Wait a minute, wait a minute give a minute
Bobby got a shadfly caught in his hair

(Yes, he does)