Deer Spray from Deer Friends by The 117s

Rabbits on the walls
training wheels and wiffle balls
French rose stairs and wooden closets
were the only things to break our falls

Molly was Sailor's and
fences made neighbors
When storms swept down our little gun
Our Lady answered all our prayers


Hit the guardrail with the rocks to scare the deer away
All my shovels are covered in snake blood and fear anyway
If you could pull the chord away that would be great
Stay off the lines, text me goodnight, and for God's sake, stand up straight.


Since when did being 6 feet tall seem somehow bigger on the wall?
Just shut it right, hit it three times, and you can really see it all
These cul-de-sacs and dead end roads they never felt so free but
sometimes it’s like the International Space Station’s flying over me

Attic mouses and
manikin houses
don't scare us anymore
we’ve bought the glue and we know both the spouses
We love our children so
please drive slow
But if the sun burned down our neighbor’s house
would we have been the only ones to know

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