Talking Out-Louds

You left a bad, bad sound in my mouth from all the talk, talk, talkin' outloud When Mama warned my not to peep out a sound You made a bad, bad sound in her mouth They left a big, big hole in our wall and I was swinging like a wrecking ball Oh how the world looks some 10 feet tall Oh how I never meant to feel so small There was green on the grass There was blue in the sky so high I was sliding around They were calling me down know why? We left a trail, a trail of feet on the ground From all the stomp, stomp stompin around We got lost and never would've been found If we'd left a trail a trail of feet on the ground You took the little bit of hell from my eyes and it's all from being gluttoned in lies while all the squeaky cleaners went somewhere high all of us dirty birdies flew in the fire There was green on the grass There was blue in the sky so high I was sliding around They were calling me down know why? There was green on the grass There was blue in the sky so high I was sliding around They were calling me down know why? They were calling me down know why?