Now, I'm sure there's lots of meaning to this song. Andrew Bird is a smart guy and a really great songwriter. But today, I don't feel like interpreting. He makes fun sounds with words, and I don't really care if they mean much or not. The song is "Fake Palindromes".
"My dewey-eyed Disney bride
what has tried
swapping your blood with formaldehyde?
Whiskey-plied voices cried fratricide!"
Maybe I'll figure out what all this means another day.