This world is a wrap-around skirt
This world is a wrap-around skirt
And I'm gonna throw it off
I'm gonna throw it off
I'm rising up rising up
Maybe I worry cause I know how things work
I know how things can work out
Maybe they don't
Maybe that's how
This world is a fickle young girl
This world is a fickle young girl
It's high time we married her off
How about to gassy old Jupiter
Maybe I worry cause I know how things work
I know how things can work out
Maybe they don't
Maybe that's how
Someone draw me a map so I can get back
To the edge of the world
And make my place in negative space
Among my kin
That's the only way to begin