Now come one come all to this tragic a ? air wipe o ? that makeup-what’s in is despair So throw on the black dress | Mix in with the lot You might wake up and notice you’re someone you’re not.
If you look in the mirror and don’t like what you see | You can find out firsthand what it’s like tobe me | So gather ’round piggiesand this kiss goodbye | I’d encourage your smiles I’ll expect you won’t cry
Another contusion, my funeral jag | Here’s my resignation, I’ll serve it in drag | You’ve got front rowseats to he penitence ball | When I grow up I want to be nothing at all! | I said
YEAH! YEAH! I SAID-YEAH! YEAH!
C’mon C’mon C’mon I said | Save Me! | Get me the hell out of here | Save Me | too young to die and my dear | You Can’t! | If you can hear me just walk away and | Take Me!