Are we to be married on the morrow my child or will I always be alone? Are we to be together forever and a day or will life always be this way?
Because I dreamed of a hedge Am I too obscene for your eyes?
Are we to be married on the morrow my child? Or will life always be this way? Or will life always be this way Or will life always be this way?
Can I ever find what I need?
I can't see I can't breathe I'm spiralling down infinity With your tiny little eyes and your hair made of wool
Now I loved you and oh how I needed you Oh lying down on the floor Like a crispy noodle cup boy (yeah) Dreaming that you were once the child of a wolf With your paper arms and wrists With your see-through scorpion underbelly And your tiny little claws Hammering away at the pigeons eyebrow Climbing up your head as if were an elaborate childís climbing frame
With your cardboard page three paisley silver eyes (Sing it now, sing it now, sing it now) [repeat] And value of your structured silhouette Creeping around you like a Chinese cadbury wolf
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