Myrtle Songtext

A funny pilgrim on a crazy crusade
a saucy chaucer, a sorry chapter mislaid
whittled with an exacto knife
plum right through my load bearing wall
I'm horrified now that I could do such a thing
but I thought I heard the singer

I've heard those chimes so many other times
but if I gave in,it had to of been
I whupped it out, and destroyed my selfish cocoon