Butterfly Tori Amos

Stinky soul get a little lost in my own

Hey General, need a little love in that hole of yours

So one ways now and Saturdays now and our kittens

all wrapped in cement

From cradle to gumdrops got me running girl as fast as I can

And is it right,

Butterfly,

they like you better framed and dried?

Daddy, dear, if I can kill one man why not two?

Well, nurses smile when you've got iron veins you can't stain

their pretty shoes.

And pompoms and cherry blondes

And the kittens still wrapped in cement

From God's saviours to gumdrops

got me running girl as fast as I can

And is it right,

they like you better framed and dried?