When I told you what you wanted to know

You said, "Take me to Ontario"


When I showed you what you wanted to see

You said, "The flower that you planted in me has gone dry," yeah

Big birds flying overhead, who gives a shit?

Big birds flying overhead, who gives a shit?



When I showed you what I wanted to build

And all the enemies would never be killed

There'll be a saint living under the stairs

So we'll be free of material cares

Black paint on the walls in summer, it's cool, yeah, it's cool

Black paint on the walls in summer, it's cool, yeah, it's cool



I wanna go, I wanna go -- to Ontario

I wanna go, I wanna go -- to Ontario



When I told you what I wanted to know

You said "Take me to Ontario"

When I asked you, "Why Ontario?"

You said, "It sounds good on the radio" -- go!



I wanna go, I wanna go -- to Ontario

I wanna go, I wanna go -- to Ontario

Black birds flying overhead, waiting for somebody to die

Black birds flying overhead, waiting for somebody to die

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