Angryman by Bees
Built my walls long and low
Knuckles crack and lillies grow
Have a baby hold her up
Let her know
Leave the airport to the airplanes
Leave the taxi to the runways
Silvers high up on the landing
Tastes like early morning
May you never lose your temper
Heavy father heavy sun
May you never lose your temper
Heavy father heavy sun
May you never lose your temper
Heavy father heavy sun
May you never lose your temper
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