If I could be anything in the world that flewI would be a bat and come swooping after youAnd if the last time you wer
e here, things were a bit askewWell, you know what happens after darkWhen rattlesnakes loose their skins and their heartsAnd
all the missionaries loose their barkAll the trees are calling after youAnd all the venom snipers after youAre all the moun
tains boulder after youIf I could be anything of the things in this world that biteInstead of being a tethered ocelot on a l
eashI'd rather be your kiteAnd be tied to the end of your stringAnd flying in the air, babe, at nightBecause you know what
they say about honey bearsWhen you shave off all their baby hairYou've got a hairy minded big bare bearAnd all the bells are
rolling out for youAnd stones are all erupting out for youAnd all the cheap bloodsuckers are flying after youYesterday, Da
isy Mae end Biff were grooving down the streetAnd just like in a movie, her hands became her feetHer belly button was her mou
thWhich meant she tasted what she'd speakBut the funny thing is what happened to her noseIt grew until it reached all of her
toesNow, when people say her feet smell, they mean her noseAnd curtains laced with diamonds, dear, for youAnd kingdom's Chr
istian sailors (soldiers), dear, for youAnd melting ice cap mountains, dear, for youAnd knights in flaming silver robes for y
ouAnd bats, that with a kiss turn prince for youSwoop, swoop, oh, baby, rock, rock ...