Wind-up Bird

It’s lyrics ain’t Shakespeare but this song is still strangely catchy.

Wind-up Bird (YouTube)
Pink Grease

I can’t take it anymore
You keep on dancing in my nowhere
I am the preacher, the preacher’s son
You keep on landing in my nowhere

You are the wind-up, wind-up bird
You keep on sounding in my nowhere
You are the cancer, cancer girl
You keep on landing in my nowhere

But now my cat is dead
my cat is dead, gone down the well
Yeah, now my cat is dead
gone down the well
my cat is dead
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