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Baby Guru – Bluebird Picnic Lyrics

Bluebird Picnic Lyrics:

saturation gives me the creeps down my spine
is it better to ‘live’ or to die for a cause?
common sense is a fortress crammed with strict guards
stay in line or you’re gonna be left all alone
(moonia, mooniamaye, moonia)(x2)

yesterday, maybe I dreamt of a folk band
there were fairies with harps instead of arms
I think they were tryin’ something like a long jam
monotonous, yet so beautifully sharp

you call me at the bluebird picnic
it is the place that belongs to my dream
hey Mrs. Rubinstein, what do you need to abuse me?

this creature has dopes for a brain
tearing the silk with a modular blade
was it really a good idea to invite me?
(moonia, mooniamaye, moonia)
saturation, it gives me the creeps down my spine
is it better to live without a cause?
and you’re going deeper and deeper, but how really deep can you go?
always laughing when I tell you the story of the monk
this creature has dopes for a brain
tearing the silk with a modular blade
was it really a good idea to invite me?
you call me at your bluebird picnic
it is the place that I visit in my dreams
hey Ms. Newsom, how much you need to misuse me?