Bjork She lives in this house over there Has her world outside it Scrapples in the earth with her fingers and her mouth She's five years old Thread worms on a string Keeps spiders in her pocket Collects fly wings in a jar Scrubs horse flies And pinches them on a line Ohhh... She has one friend, he lives next door They're listenening to the weather He knows how many freckles she's got She scratches his beard She's painting huge books And glues them together They saw a big raven It glided down the sky She touched it Ohh... Today is a birthday They're smoking cigars He's got a chain of flowers And sows a bird in her knickers Ohhh... They're smoking cigars They lie in the bathtub A chain of... Flowers © 2018