Your Favorite Song

Lyrics

Her name was Joyce and she took it upon herself to tell you so And you could say Joyce ran to the typical standard, much like everyone She kept her phone in her hand while looking at you She's got a list in her head with oh, so little to do She keeps her neighbors up with her neurotic misuse She's off the floor, it's what it's for, it's what it's for On you, she climbs, s'got to go Well Bunny's got the come around down again, she's on the horn Always off my note, falling off the ledge With nails in your head, rеdirects the rest Whеn your eyes sing I'm gonna try and turn this into what will be your favorite song We're gonna try one here and put it on to make your favorite song Takes the odds and the fire's breath With your soul fish savoir and your diamond dads A state of absolution poured out with the dregs Come around down again, again, again, again, ahh I'm green, with dreams. Front of me, on me, i'm mean! The on around down again, she's on the droll Killer's got the right, to look at things just like Looks up like you do, looks up just like you do When your eyes sing