new moon throw down your hair to me like a fishhook gleaming brightly and I don't know what good bait is when fish wait for rescue rescue rescue rescue I could have worse problems than a birdcage where my head should be growing boys need good food cook vegetables instead of me I could make you soup with everything you need but I won't budge from my deathbed where I rest my new head screwed on tightly and I don't know and I'm not sure if that blinking light's a signall for me or someone else throw down your hair and I'll climb up to my jail cell quick like a rabbit to save time for you for all's well that ends well or ends at all I could have worse problems than a wishbone for a conscience out among the panic a pair of eyes eats bread for free I could farm your yard turn grass into fish food I could have worse problems than a fishhook for a memory tackle costs a fortune but bait can be yours for a modest fee I could spit you out and go the hell to bed but that's no fun
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