Owls The Handsome Family
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The blue house at the corner of [G]Twilight and S[Em]tate
Four st[A]oreys, soaring turrets, floors of wood parq[D]uet
And owls, so many owls, sn[G]owy, horned and sc[Em]reech
T[A]housands of owls, all flapping their wi[D]ngs
How I l[A]ove the marble staircase, the cl[G]aw-footed t[D]ubs
The r[Em]oom of rare orchids, the gl[A]ass hall for my [A7]guns
St[D]atues of pharaohs, [G]20 feet tall,
cr[A]ystal chandeliers, rare paintings of cl[D]owns
But the o[A]wls, so many owls, I'm n[G]ever al[D]one
The o[G]wls make this b[A]lue house a [D]home
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How pe[D]aceful it is [G]to watch them soar
Through the pa[A]lm-tree ballroom with its gold-paneled do[D]ors
And as I sit by the fire and s[G]lip off my b[Em]oots
They p[A]erch on harpoons and the stuffed heads of mo[D]ose
The ap[A]othecary closet is l[G]ined with sh[D]elves
But de[Em]eper than expected and sl[A]anted as w[A7]ell
How l[D]ong have I been here searching for my p[G]ills
As the c[A]eiling grows upward and the walls start to sw[D]ell
Oh, the o[A]wls, the owls, with their fe[G]athers of s[D]ilk
The [G]owls, they m[A]ock me and have stolen my p[D]ills
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Oh the o[A]wls, the owls, with their sh[G]ining green e[D]yes
The o[G]wls, they will s[A]ave me, if not today then ton[D]ight
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