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 they were a bit coocoo
Well you know what happens after dark
When rattlesnakes lose their skins and their hearts
And all the missionaries lose their bark
Oh, all the trees are calling after you
And all the venom snipers after you
Are all the mountains bolder after you?
If I could be anyone of the things in this world that bite
Instead of an ocelot on a leash, I'd rather be a kite
And be tied to the end of your string flying in the air 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 bear
And all the bells are rolling out for you
And all the stones are all erupting out for you
And all the cheap bloodsuckers are flying after you
Yesterday, Daisy Mae and Biff were grooving 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 speak
But the funny thing is what happened to her nose
It grew until it reached all of her toes
Now when people say her feet smelling in her nose
And curtains laced with diamonds for you
And all the Roman Noblemen for you
And kingdom's Christian Sailors dear for you
And melting ice cap mountain tops for you
And knights in flaming silver robes for you
And bats that with a kiss turn prince for you
Swoop, swoop
Rock, rock, roll, roll
Swoop, swoop
Rock, rock, roll, roll