[00:20.899]You got real fancy instincts
[00:30.614]But your mouth is so large
[00:42.351]I think I see a hundred people in it
[00:54.227]I guess you like it that way
[00:58.534]‘Cause you’re a flop
[01:08.787]And there ain’t no more wringer washers
[01:14.596]To roll your fingers through
[01:24.249]I see your insides aren’t the same since 1951
[01:37.829]You died inside a window
[01:45.821]I saw your face all cut with glass
[01:55.595]And underneath a window
[02:03.125]The hands you dug your grave with
[02:12.138]You could have built an empire
[02:18.367]He would have helped you now you know
[02:50.373]You’re going to fetch the wind
[02:55.981]On a unicorn
[03:03.012]Feet all dangling down
[03:11.743]Wish them well at the marketplace
[03:18.594]I fear a fiery face
[03:25.283]Is staring from the future
[03:39.082]It’s not the way
[03:42.907]They told me I was a fool
[03:52.041]Well it’s your friend and mine
[03:58.009]That is down on the line
[04:06.602]The sky is black in a blue night
[04:17.658]The weather is true or so it may seem
[04:31.998]Carnival tricks in the corners
[04:39.408]The floor is made of tracks
[04:46.639]That follow your footsteps