Lletres: Liz Phair. Exile In Guyville. Canary.

I learn my name, I write with a number two pencil
I work up to my potential, I earn my name
I come when called

I jump when you circle the cherry
I sing like a good canary
I come when called, I come, that's all

Send it up on fire, death before dawn
Send it up on fire, death before dawn

I clean the house, I put all your books in an order
I make up a colorful border, I clean my mouth
'Cause froth comes out

Send it up on fire, death before dawn
Send it up on fire, death before dawn