Performance

No comedians

One day he was admiring his reflection

In his favorite mirror

When he realised all too clearly

What a freakin' old beasty man he was

Who is? You is, you is now son

I took to hiding, I took to hiding

I took to hiding, hiding strange things

I took to dribbling, we took to dribbling down my front

I starting running, I starting running on the spot

Picked ya picture, now i'm gonna eat ya

Picked ya picture, now i'm gonna eat ya

We're all food, you're cake

We're all the food, you're weirdos' cream

Quick quick, fast fast, quick quick, fast fast

I took to dribbling, I took to dribbling down my front

You took to hiding, you took to hiding strange things

One day she was touching her reflection

In her favorite mirror

When she realised all to clearly

What a freakin' old weirdo she was

Who was? She was, she is...

Fast fast, quick quick, quick quick, fast fast

She took to hiding, she took to hiding strange things

I took to dribbling, I took to dribbing down my front