I hold my hand alertly on the heartbeat
22 And "Golden Locks" fer Fanny!
Anger is what turns me on
Some marshmallow earmuffs, some licorice shoes,
If you can say my crazy words are wrong,
23 Hear 'em laugh and clap their hands,
Imagining, moon-accursed,
Oh! I'm beginning to see:
doesn't it?
They put poison in my coffee they put ground glass in my oatmeal
I hold my hand alertly on the heartbeat
22 And "Golden Locks" fer Fanny!
Anger is what turns me on
Some marshmallow earmuffs, some licorice shoes,
If you can say my crazy words are wrong,
23 Hear 'em laugh and clap their hands,
Imagining, moon-accursed,
Oh! I'm beginning to see:
doesn't it?
They put poison in my coffee they put ground glass in my oatmeal