Mr. Greengenes Thornback
Hey there little girl ain't you got no man Are you Searchin' for the wedding band? Standing in the fertile soil with your poisoned flowers Virgin to the touch, you've tried to cast your spell 'Cause you never want to dance with the "Apes of Hell" Staring at the sun as you wish upon your closest star. Has you soul found it's heaven yet? Time is running fast with all your thoughts Even the ones you want to forget CHORUS: Oooh, girl you took too long and this is your "Swan song", so sad, so good-bye... Sacrifice the love for just a taste of hell You're sick of singing blues with the churches bells grasping at a vacant womb and a bleeding heart... Hey there little girl have you found your plan? promise to yourself you'll find the perfect man Staring down bachelor's row the choice is yours Has your soul found it's heaven yet? Time is running fast with all your thoughts even the ones you want to forget (CHORUS)
