An Owl keeps on pecking at my head
Over something that's dead
I'm not wise for bleeding when
I shouldn't have bled
But I don't regret a word I said
OK!
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An Owl keeps on pecking at my head Over something that's dead I'm not wise for bleeding when I shouldn't have bled But I don't regret a word I said OK!