Flightless Bird, American Mouth Lyrics

I was a quick wet boy, diving too deep for coins - All of your street light eyes wide on my plastic toys - Then when the cops closed the fair, I cut my long baby hair - Stole me a dog-eared map and called for you everywhere - Have I found you - Flightless bird, jealous, weeping or lost you, american mouth - Big pill looming - Now I'm a fat house cat - Nursing my sore blunt tongue - Watching the warm poison rats curl through the wide fence cracks - Pissing on magazine photos - Those fishing lures thrown in the cold - And clean blood of Christ mountain stream - Have I found you - Flightless bird, grounded, bleeding or lost you, american mouth - Big pill stuck going down