Oh, you humor me today. Calling me out to play. With your telescope eyes, metal teeth. I can't be seen with you, you freak. . Go cry, go run away. Let your short legs carry you away.
Dear orthodox,. I can't control my feelings,. And who hit me?. I just might be. Coming round the bush. And my stilts, they began cracking. Subsequently pushed.
When we get down. If we get down. We'll get up again. And we won't take it if you won't take it. . You've been taking control of our lives. And you've been making us go.