Verve Pipe - Real Lyrics
My sister had a nursery rhymeSet of figurinesShed often let me play with them idSet em up in different scenesFifty plastic army men, led by supermanDestroyed the ranks of mother gooseMary and her littleLamb slips away and catchesSister getting realAnd I can too, as long as I dontMake a soundWhen we were real we were in loveWith everone and everything, I guess itWas the beauty ofBluebird clears his throat of phlegmAnd static singing operaticEvening comes, and the butterflies areBats eat the spider that had saddled upBeside herAnd the dish, his lovin spoon wereNever foundAnd Im taking flight seeking relief, theLure of handkerchief so whiteI chase it straight into the ground