springfield, or bobby got a shadfly caught in his hair lyrics – sufjan stevens

i don’t care to say what
i failed to recognize
every single day from the poker to the prize
running out of springfield
i worked for the capitol air, in the bags
found a woman there who said
she had a mind to make
me a messenger man

if my father took his life
for the national plan, i don’t care
i’m not about to stick my grave with an
apr*n and a bucket of plans, never ever
i can take the pillow cases
off the yellow pillows,
make a property line from the bed
in the living room, the living room,
the morning papers made the most
out of nothing at all

so we took the room
with a view of the runaway
i took off my clothes,
and she took it for a holiday
i was taken for all the things
that i never had before
running out of springfield
she left me with a note saying:
“bobby, don’t look back.”

and if my wife took a bicycle ride
with a knife in her hand
i saw it coming
all the shad-flies run at once
with a trumpet or a train,
oh i’m running from it

wait a minute, wait a minute,
give a minute, lady
i can explain the aftershave
wait a minute, wait a minute,
give a minute
bobby got a shad fly
caught in his hair

/ sufjan stevens lyrics