Letras
You can push me down in a great big pit
But don't lock me up in a jail cell
In a jail cell
Please don't lock me up in a jail cell
You can crush me up into little pieces
And I'll become a bread-crumb trail
Anywhere you go
Leaving me behind like a bread-crumb trail
I will let you down
If you allow me to do it
It comes so naturally to me
Plant your spiral dome
In my fertile crescent loam
If we get knocked up, let's just keep the kid
You can push me down in a great big pit
But don't lock me up in a jail cell
In a jail cell
Please don't lock me up in a jail cell
You can chop me up into little pieces
And then mail me to Timbuktu
Me to Timbuktu
You can send me by mail to Timbuktu
I will make you come
If you want me to do it
It comes so naturally to me
In my chiral mode
Transformer for hard surface
Wavesign I.E.E.E. explore
I will let you down
If you allow me to do it
It comes so naturally to me
Plant your spiral dome
In my fertile crescent loam
If we get knocked up, let's just keep the kid