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The Bed
St. Vincent Lyrics


We're sleeping underneath the bed
To scare the monsters out
With our dear daddy's Smith and Wesson
We've gotta teach them all a lesson

Don't move
Don't scream
Or we will have to shoot

Stop, right where you stand
We need a chalk outline if you can
Put your hands where we can see them please

We're holding up the lids of our eyes
And showing just the whites
"Mary, no one has such small hands
No, not the wind, not even that."

Don't move
Don't scream
Or we will have to shoot

Stop, right where you stand
We need a chalk outline if you can
Put your hands where we can see them please


Stop, right where you stand
We need a chalk outline if you can
Put your hands where we can see them
Please

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Written by: ANNE ERIN CLARK

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BobStBubba

Very damn hard to believe Anne Clarke (St. Vincent) is a Tulsa native by way of Garland, TX (a shit suburb of Dallas, Texas' premiere metropuke). The apple sure fell a long way from those trees -- or just flat sprouted wings and FLEW. Those dusty Red State climes are not renowned for being hotbeds of creativity, But I guess if you got it, you got it, and with a dose like hers, there ain't no stopping it.

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