Berry Juice

Why does my ego look exactly like my ex-girlfriend?
And why does it hiss and click like some weird cicada?
Sometimes it leaves me for some other boys body
Like when I’m sleeping or daydreaming

When I was a lot younger I used to wear sandals
But then I stopped wearing them
I told my mother it’s cause I felt too exposed
But really it’s cause all the other boys shoes were all closed

La-da-da

I went on a long walk post-far-away-party
And me and a king sang Irish folk songs
And I told him about my ego and I told him about dreaming
And he left me for a woman and I don’t hold that against him

When I go on long walks I’m usually freezing
And when it gets warmer I can hardly believe it
I feel like a young cub fresh out hibernation
And there’ll be blood and berry juice on my maw soon
And there’ll be blood and berry juice on everybody’s maw soon

La-da-da