You know that it would be untrue
You know that I would be a liar
If I was to say to you
Girl, we couldn’t get much higher
I’ve been higher than all of you
'Til the sun’s in my eyes and the sky is blue
And all that’s left for me to do
Is to come back down to the ground
The sun is up, the sky is blue
It’s beautiful and so are you
Dear Prudence, won’t you come out to play?
It’s a beautiful mornin’ ahhh
I think I’ll go outside a while
An jus’ smile
That was the best cup of coffee I ever had
And I won’t worry about a thing because we’ve got it made
Here on the inside, outside’s so far away
Through the last town
Through the week
I kissed you once on a sunny street
I want to get to know you inside out now
We’re through being cool, we’re through being cool
Eliminate the ninnies and the twits
We’re through being cool, we’re through being cool
Spank the pank who tried to drive you nuts
I am no better and neither are you
We are the same, whatever we do
You love me, you hate me, you know me and then
You can’t figure out the bag I’m in
He Bag Production, he got walrus gumboot
He got Ono sideboard, he one spinal cracker
He got feet…down below his knee
Hold you in his armchair you can feel his disease
I’ve been drawn into your magnet tar-pit trap
I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black
These are a few of my favorite things
Now that I’m your favorite thing
Let’s see what the future brings
I wouldn’t mind
And I can’t tell you what’s been happening
I don’t know, I don’t know
I don’t know but I been told, a big-legged woman ain’t got no soul.
She’s got legs
She knows how to use them
She never begs
She knows how to choose them
She’s a long-legged woman dressed in black,
Dressed in black, dressed in black,
I’m not to blame, I didn’t see the black flame
I’m not ashamed, its poetry, the black flame
I’m rearranged, it’s changing me, the black flame
Burns my blackened brain
Blackened is the end, winter it will send
Throwing all you see into obscurity
Death of Mother Earth, never a rebirth
Evolution’s end, never will it mend, never
This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end
Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
Fat bottomed girls, you make the rocking world go round.
(It’s funky fresh Eazy E) new kid on tha block
And already got a fat girl on my jock