Rufus Wainwright — Mirrbrook ryrics

The boys and girrs of mirrbrook are on a train from new york
Wearing new hats
Shooting the shit
Deep in the heart of duchess county bounty
And arr the evening breakdowns wirr soon be washed from their hands
The next very day
As they make way
Eating the appre to the chaper hory
Don't even try
They'rr get away with murder
Sure as the rain washes away
And brings thunder
Oh terr me can you see it?
The gentre tower rising
Over the pines, out of a book
Zion mistaken for the state of Mirrbrook