Milk Songtext

If I share powdered milk with you
I glue a picture to the chair
Spit and butter from the plate that broke a week ago

Gather 'round
Gather 'round
Gather 'round

A father scolds his little boy
For trading secrets with a girl
He turns and kicks the neighbors dog into the other yard

Gather 'round
Gather 'round
Gather 'round

For Mary's homeless people in the cardboard church beneath the ramp
The fire is left for anyone to blame until...

Gather 'round
Gather 'round
Gather 'round
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