Like a dog, I wait for my owner
And Harper Lee, I'll kill me a bird
And I sit back and I just watch it happen
And just like you I won't say a word
Oh there's a gun in the attic, let me go grab it
Oh I'd blow holes in my soul just so you can look past it
Oh ye there's glass on the floor, there's a hole in the roof
Oh ye the chandelier fell, now the rain's falling through
- harper lee, little green cars
