If you go down to Willow Farm,
          to look for butterflies, flutterbyes, gutterflies
          Open your eyes, it's full of surprise, everyone lies,
          like the focks on the rocks,
          and the musical box.
          Oh, there's Mum & Dad, and good and bad,
          and everyone's happy to be here.
          There's Winston Churchill dressed in drag,
          he used to be a British flag, plastic bag, what a drag.
          The frog was a prince
Arlington Arms lyrics


I watch the walls fall down on Suburbia.Land of the free, home of the self-enslaved.On you.I watched them bleed, I watched them fall to their face.I watched them scream as they pray for a taste.Of you. (Watching the wall
, the prince was a brick, the brick was an
egg,
          the egg was a bird.
          (Fly away you sweet little thing, they're hard on your tail)
          Hadn't you heard?
          (They're going to change you into a human being!)
          Yes, we're happy as fish and gorgeous as geese,
          and wonderfully clean in the morning.
          We've got everything, we're growing everything,
          We've got some in
          We've got some out
          We've got some wild things floati
Let Me Ride (Remix) lyrics
g about
          Everyone, we're changing everyone,
          you name them all,
          We've had them here,
          And the real stars are still to appear.
          ALL CHANGE!
          Feel your body melt;
          Mum to mud to mad to dad
          Dad diddley office, Dad diddley office,
          You're all full of ball.
          Dad to dam to dum to mum
          Mum diddley washing, Mum diddley washing,
          You're all full of ball.
          Let me hear you lies, we're livin
I'll Get Even With You lyrics

You gave it to me real low
You gave me such a low blow
You caught me with my guard down
You floored me in the first round

You gave it to me real low
You gave me such a low blow
You hit me on the blind side
You took m
g this up to the eyes.
          Ooee-ooee-ooee-oowaa
          Momma I want you now.
          And as you listen to my voice
          To look for hidden doors, tidy floors, more applause.
          You've been here all the time,
          Like it or not, like what you got,
          You're under the soil (the soil, the soil),
          Yes, deep in the soil (the soil, the soil, the soil!).
          So we'll end with a whistle and end with a bang
          and all of us fit in our places.