Lyrics

[Intro] I won't cut my beard and I won't change my hair It grows like fancy flowers, but it grows nowhere My hair, my hair If I could build my house just like the Trojan horse I'd put a statue of myself upon the shelf Of course, of course, of course [Verse 1] She's the smoke, she's dancing fancy pirouettes Swan diving off of the deep end of my tragic cigarette She's steam laughing on the windowpanes The never-ending, swaying haze Oh, that ever smiling maze Oh, that ever smiling maze... A ballet [Verse 2] Everything's gone missing, I've lost more songs to floods I can't prove this makes any sense, but I sure hope that it does Perhaps, I was born with curiosity, the likes of those of old crows The likes of those of old crows, and oh, how the piano knows The piano knows something I don't know [Outro] I won't cut my beard and I won't change my hair It grows like fancy flowers, but it grows nowhere My hair, my hair If I could build my house just like the Trojan horse I'd put a statue of myself upon the shelf Of course, of course, of course