You're wrong. The good things I remember about my father - the walks we took, the fairy tales he read to me - they all really happened.
He read you other fairy tales that you forgot.
# My mother, she butchered me. My father, he ate me. My sister, little Anne-Marie, she gathered up the bones of me, and tied them in a silken cloth to lay under the juniper. Tweet, tweet, what a pretty bird am I! #
Written by James Bautista, Gene Bautista, Nancy Kaye
Performed by Beat Ventriloquists featuring Rosey
From the album Goodnight Memory
Courtesy of Boomnote Music
By arrangement with Heyday Media Group See more