Your Name/My Game

And see the flacker birds black as your appartment is at night
Take off when my dog comes a-running to bite
And as they sit on their branches to watch the game
They're chanting your name
The crows at the game, they chant your name
And as i drive home listening to kimya's record on K
There's this deer with its little ones in the field off the freeway
And it's teaching its fawns who are still a bit lame
To chant your name
The baby deer still lame, they know your name
[go andré]
And the birch trees and the pine trees behind the summer house
They raise their voices when the cigarette drops from the city boy's mouth
And when they're shit-scared that a mighty fire could start with a tiny flame
Man, they call out your name
Shit-scared of a tiny flame, even the trees call your name
And the baboon, and the baboon in the cage at the mercy of scientists
He is brave and he's a-showing his teeth to resist
And despite all the drugs that they are using to tame
Him, he's a-shouting your name
The baboon that no-one can tame, he's a-shouting your name
To the scientists who feel no shame, he's a-shouting your name
And when i'm lost again, well i do the same
I shout your name
(and now we're gonna slow down a little)
(a little more)
(we call it a song)