mewithoutYou - The Fox, The Crow, And The Cookie

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Lyrics:

Through mostly vacant streets,
A baker form the out-skirts of his town,
Earned his living pedaling sweets from a ragged cart he dragged around.
The clever fox crept close behind,
Kept an ever watchful eye,
For a chance to steal a ginger spice cake,
Or a poison berry pie.

Looking down was the hungry crow:
When the time is right, I'll strike,
And condescend to the earth below
And take whichever treat I'd like.
The moment the baker turned around
To shoo the fox off from his cart,
The crow swooped down,
And snatched a short bread cookie and a German chocolate tart.

Using most unfriendly words,
That the village children had not yet heard,
The baker shouted threats by ? to curse the crafty bird.
You rotten wooden mixing spoon,
Why you midnight winged raccoon,
You better bring those pastries back you no good bird-black macaroon.

The fox approached the tree
Where the bird was perched, delighted in his nest.
Brother Crow, don't you remember me?
It's your old friend Fox with a humble request.
If you could share just a modest piece,
Seeing as I distracted that awful man.
This failed to persuade the crow,
And even so,
The fox rethought his plan.

Then if your lovely song would grace my ears,
Or to even to hear you speak,
Would ease my pains and fears!
The crow looked down, with a candy in his beak.
Your poems of wisdoms, if I could crow
What a paradise they bring!
This flattery pleased the proud bird so,
He opened his mouth and began to sing:

Your subtle acclimation's true,
Best to give praise where praise is due.
Every rook and jay in the Corvidae's been raving about me too.
They admire me, one and all,
Must be the passion in my ca,
My slender bill known throughout the escadrille,
My fierce commanding claw

it rained,
And molasses in my veins,
Crushed the graham cracker crust,
My powdered sugared funnel cake cocaine.
Let the crescent cookie rise,
These carum colored almond eyes,
Would rest to see my cashewed princess,
In the swirling marble sky.
Would rest upon my knee,
Where all of the visions cease to be,
A root-beer float,
In our banana boat,
Across the tapioca sea,
When letting all attachments go,
Is the only prayer we know,
May it be so,
May it be so,
May it be so,
Oh.

Category:

Music

Tags:

• mewithoutyou
• me
• with
• out
• you
• the
• fox
• crow
• and
• cookie
• tooth
• nail

[LacrosseInCanada]

haha! bro it's boysenberry not poison berry. :-P

[Brian12327]

yeah I know, when I posted this it was before the album was released, so no one knew the actual lyrics and had to go by what they heard, which caused wrong lyrics like the one you posted above.

Thank you,

brian12327

[CrazyMarkie]

I've got a wall-nut brownie brain,

And molasses in my veins..

I'm pretty sure thats the line.

[Brian12327]

Refer back to my comment from LacrosseInCanada.

Thank you,

brian12327

[Undead1036]

@Brian12327 why do you put "brian12327" at the bottom of your posts, you tube will do that for you :p js

[Brian12327]

@Undead1036 I did that awhile ago, I don't do it anymore.

[SarahHeartsYou97]

@frizzybob exact same thing happened to me. pissed me off.

[frizzybob]

i thought this was an interesting album. i had it playing, and my friend was in the bathroom he came out , and had the most disgusted look on his face when he heard it playing, he was legit disgusted by the music. im not too sure what causes music to make yeah feel like that, but it was weird. because i enjoy this music

[Spartans1ify]

*Made by, sorry

[Spartans1ify]

@FrontyardFlatground I think it's a tale based on Aesop, right?

[Undead1036]

@Brian12327 haha its cool just wanted to ask X D

[FrontyardFlatground]

@elmerfudd4516 The message is striving for modesty and the vacancy of conceit. The fox compliments the crow and then asks him to sing. In an attempt to show-off, he loses the cookie he stole and the fox gets it, just so the crow could embrace his sense of self. It's an anti-ego based song.