This is the story with the fantastic lies.

Or some facts to help us minimalize.

As for this shelter I can plainly deny.

But you can't kill time without injuring us.

And we'll count up all the goods now.



This is the girl with such fantastic eyes.

Such brute creation to but lay up beside.

Should cut our nails and wash our feet

and enjoy the tedium that's yet been untried by me.

And we'll count up all the goods now.



There are more than you ever thought you'd own.



Lift up your fingers and let's untie the string.

Let's knot them all to see what this monster brings.

'Cause its real soothing with its tail in its knees.

'Cause you can cry once without harrowing thus.