Well, hey - do you do judo when they surround you?
A little mental yoga, will they disappear?
It's grim but never dubious as motives go
One thing she always promises... a show
Thunder wishes it could be the snow
Wishes it could be as loved as she can be
These gifts are here
For her, for you, for me
Watch me be this other thing and never know
If I'm marooned where the purple people go
Then lily white matricide from vicious words
It doesn't leave a scratch so therefore no one's hurt
Thunder wishes it could be the snow
Wishes it could be as loved as she can be
These gifts are here
For her, for you, for me
On and on, the nurses make it clear
Just when you escape, you have yourself to fear
A restaurant that never has to close
Breakfast every hour, it could save the world
So, hey - do you do judo in your finery?
An angel's face is tricky to wear constantly
Thunder wishes it could be the snow
Wishes it could be as loved as she can be
These gifts are here
For her, for you, for me
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