| Lump (4-Track) | ||||
| Written by: Chris Ballew Lump sat alone in a boggy marsh Totally motionless except for her heart Mud flowed up into of Lump's pyjamas She totally confused all the passing piranhas She's Lump, She's Lump She's in my head She's Lump, She's Lump, She's Lump She might be dead Lump lingered last in line for brains and the one she got was sorta rotten and insane sad thing so still that birds could land Is Lump fast asleep or rockin' out with the band She's Lump, She's Lump She's in my head She's Lump, She's Lump, She's Lump She might be dead Ba...ba, ba...ba, ba, na, na Ba...ba, ba...ba, ba, na, na Ba...ba, ba...ba, ba, na, na Ba...ba! Lump was limp and lonely and needed a shove Lump tripped on her emotions and fell over into love She spent her twenties between the sheets life limped along at subsonic speeds She's Lump, She's Lump She's in my head She's Lump, She's Lump, She's Lump She might be dead Is this Lump outta my head, I think so Is this Lump outta my head, I think so Is this Lump outta my head, I think so Is this Lump outta my head, I think so |
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