If I could be anything in the world that flew
I would be a bat and come swooping after you
And if the last time you were here things were a bit askewWell, you know what happens after dark
When rattlesnakes lose their skins and their hearts
And all the missionaries lose their barkOh, all the trees are calling after you
And all the venom snipers after you
Are all the mountains boulder after youIf I could be any one of the things in this world that bite
Instead of a dentured ocelot on a leash, I'd rather be a kite
And be tied to the end of your string and flying in the air, baby, at night'Cause you know what they say about honey bears
When you shave off all their baby hair
You have a hairy minded pink bare bearAnd all the bells are rolling out for you
And stones are all erupting out for you
And all the cheap bloodsuckers are flying after youYesterday, Daisy Mae and Biff were groovin' on the street
And just like in a movie, her hands became her feet
Her belly button was her mouth which meant she tasted what she'd speakBut the funny thing is what happened to her nose
It grew until it reached all of her toes
Now, when people say her feet smell, they mean her noseAnd curtains laced with diamonds, dear for you
And all the Roman noblemen for you
And kingdom's Christian soldiers, dear for youAnd melting ice cap mountains tops for you
And knights in flaming silver robes for you
And bats that with a kiss turn prince for youSwoop, swoop, oh, baby, rock, rock
Swoop, swoop, rock, rock
Swoop, swoop