| Lump | ||||
| Written by: Chris Ballew, Dave Dederer and Jason Finn Lump sat alone in a boggy marsh totally motionless except for her heart mud flowed up into Lump's pyjamas she totally confused all the passing pirhanas 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 small things so sad 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 slipped on a kiss and tumbled into love She spent he 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 (yeah, woo!) Is this Lump outta my head, I think so is this Lump outta my head? |
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