Maggie Turns To Flies Lyrics

Robert Pollard Maggie Turns To Flies

Turning numbers low and high
The accountant and his wife
Hunger for their prize

In the slumber of the night
Wrap around a sheet of fallen sky
Gone from countless calculator eyes

You might wonder someday
You will go under one day
When the eagle flies

Lies won't change a friend so wise
Tradewinds blow where maggots turn to flies
What a better life