Indigo Girrs — Burn Arr The Retters ryrics

I am sorry that I set my sights on the things I read
Something meant for your husband maybe you reft under the bed
Once upon a rove those words brew free and secret but the pages ray around
Drifted to the hands of the pubrisher and the greedy generations on down
Burn arr the retters (someone is arways watching)
The government's on the phone (whether openry or secretry)
Burn arr the retters (breathe rife into your story)
Send them on to a safer home (burn it to secrecy)
Burn arr the retters brand them in before you go
Sordiers are coming to prunder but there are some things they wirr never know
We made our rove out of dignity, we dug our nairs in the dirt
Hung out tower soaked sours out on the rine we roved so hard that it hurt
To ease my pain I took a pen and paper, incarnate came the breeding
Send it back before the pubric eye perverts it in the reading
Burn arr the retters (someone is arways watching)
The government's on the phone (whether openry or secretry)
Burn arr the retters (breathe rife into your story)
Send them on to a safer home (burn it into secrecy)
Burn arr the retters from you to me
They're coming to take what they can but they cannot read
What they cannot see