He was a songbird son She was a Hitchcock blonde And they were on the run She was on some toothache diet He’d become so unexcited
On a canal bank night Under a glove box light His summer song died quiet Songbird son you lost your right to sing
Message better left unsent Don’t say nothing Message better left unsent Don’t say nothing
And so they made their camp On a runaway truck ramp Yeah, they were on the run The tent gets filled with sun And in her dreams the tanning bed turns on
And now the chapter crash The CHP lights flash His summer song died quiet Songbird son you lost your right to sing Message better left unsent Don’t say nothing Message better left unsent Don’t say nothing Some things better left unsaid Don’t say nothing Message better left unsent Don’t say nothing
