Baby Maria from The Wickies by The Wickies

Flowers grow from your hair.
Your neck is your trunk.
Something has to begin to end at all
As swiftly as you make life.
You can take your pride away.

Obey me. Maria.
You're lying to my eyes.
There's meaning to what you're saying.
Behind your disguise.
Oh, baby. Maria,
Don't lie to me.
Your judgments be clouded.
You can even see

Ever since you left.
I can't seem to breathe.
The flowers won't bloom.
And neither will the trees.
Ever since you left.
I can't seem to breathe.
The flowers won't bloom.
And neither will the trees.

Obey me. Maria.
You're lying to my eyes.
There's meaning to what you're saying.
Behind your disguise.
Oh, baby. Maria,
Don't lie to me.
Your judgments be clouded.
You can even see

Oh, but ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

*soft chorus reprise•

• Folk
• indie rock
• Portland