Magic Dirt - Babycakes Lyrics
If I open my mouth and I don't deliverIt's a big dead when I knowIt's my only fissureLittle mind, small deal,You are paling like a cracking jugAnd I only die because I am feeling sowired,Thank you for the joke, I have no moneyfor itYou fool, you fool, you blew it, when theLie turns to proof,Is the issue big enough, so that everybodyHears it when you call it offBabycakes you always freeze me upMicha Micha Micha oh my MichaThis was all she could sayThe unfortunate child sat in swathe ofmilky white bandagesAnd stared and stared and stared at theCeiling