Wrap-Around Skirt

This world is a wrap-around skirt, this world is a wrap-around skirt

And I'm gonna throw it off, I'm gonna throw it off

I'm rising up rising up, maybe I worry 'cause I know how things work

I know how things can work out, maybe they don't, maybe that's howThis world is a fickle young girl, this world is a fickle young girl

It's high time we married her off, how about to gassy old Jupiter

Maybe I worry cause I know how things work

I know how things can work out, maybe they don't, maybe that's howSomeone draw me a map so I can get back

To the edge of the world

And make my place in negative space

Among my kin, that's the only way to begin