Babes In Toyland: "Bluebell" Lyrics

Flys through the air with the greatest disease

Takes little pills and calls them trapeze

I know youre right

Everything you do is right

Everything I do is true

Bluebell to hell

Lo and behold a girl with a goal

Looks so old shes made out of gold

I know youre right

Everything you do is right

Everything I do is true

Bluebell to hell

I want to live in the smallest corner

In the densest mind in the fuckmost room

And sing the stars they swing from their chandelier strings

I know real love

You know who you are

Youre deadmeat motherfucker

You dont try to rape a goddess

Flys through the air with the greatest disease

Takes little pills and calls them trapeze

I know youre right

Everything you do is right

Everything I do is true

Bluebell to hell

You are so obvious