Verse1 I was a quick wet boy Diving to deep for coins All of your straight blind eyes Wide on my plastic toys And when the cops closed the fair I cut my long baby hair Stole me a dog-eared map And called for you everywhere Chorus Have i found you? Flightless bird, jealous, weeping Or lost you? American mouth Big bill, looming Verse 2 Now i'm a fat house cat Cursing my sore blunt tongue Watching the warm poisen rats Curl thorough the wide fence cracks Kissing on magazine photos Those fishing lures thrown in the cold and clean Blood of Christ mountain stream Chorus Have i found you? Flightless bird, brown hair bleeding Or lost you? American mouth Big bill, still going down