Little lump
Little lump
What a problem they tell me you are.
I feel healthy as
A sack of potatoes.
Is that what they say.
As a 'brick shithouse.'
That's what they say in Oz.
'Built like a brick shithouse.'
Little sack of cells doing something different,
Doing their own thing.
I really don't have much of a problem with that.
Tired of not making food for babies,
Trying something else instead?
I have no problem with innovation,
Except they say it will kill me dead.
Little lump
A comet's tail of bruises
Shows where you lay under my skin.
I would happily coexist with you
But I'll sign yes sure cut us apart.
Little lump
What a problem they tell me you are.
I feel healthy as
A sack of potatoes.
Is that what they say.
As a 'brick shithouse.'
That's what they say in Oz.
'Built like a brick shithouse.'
Little sack of cells doing something different,
Doing their own thing.
I really don't have much of a problem with that.
Tired of not making food for babies,
Trying something else instead?
I have no problem with innovation,
Except they say it will kill me dead.
Little lump
A comet's tail of bruises
Shows where you lay under my skin.
I would happily coexist with you
But I'll sign yes sure cut us apart.
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