Gangly lyrics

by

Bo Burnham


I’m a gangly kid,
one of those drunk marionettes,
one of those baby giraffes with inner ear syndrome.
A flailing stork in high winds. A stilted freak.

I am an easel—not symbolically— structurally.
I attempt to dance and become a tornado of elbow.
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