If I had a tail to chase around
I would go for days and days
I would never seize to run a muck
Until I got stuck in place
If I found a finger in a can
I would drink it anyways
Spread a hundred nails on twenty hands
Scratch it off and fly away
It’s such a waste, oh
It’s such a waste, oh
It’s such a waste and I can’t make up for this
Stammer oh stammer through the words
Tethering about in my mind
If I could find a way
Out of the words
Right into that frying pan
Crack your eyes open it’s just you
Make it sweeter than a pill
Pour a little sugar in the room
Mix it all up once again
It’s such a waste, oh
It’s such a waste, oh
It’s such a waste and I can’t make up for this
It’s such a waste, oh
It’s such a waste, oh
It’s such a waste and I can’t make up for this
It’s such a waste
It’s such a waste
It’s such a waste and I can’t make up for this
It’s such a waste, oh
It’s such a waste, oh
It’s such a waste and I can’t make up for this
And I can’t make up for this
And I can’t make up for this
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