Lyrics

[Spoken intro] Hey.... This song is called "Plenty of Pages" [Verse 1] Something's growing under that wing I think a face is dawning Oh no, the bugs are growing faces And it's crazy to me How you seem to see Things with your magic eyes, and [Pre-Chorus] Maybe it's not the type of book you would read to your baby I'll take my book of rhymes back off my shelf [Chorus] Because I am washing all these pages They're tearing at the seams I'm scraping up my knees For, somehow, the world to open up And swallow all these words That are making all these chapters So disagreeable To me [Verse 2] I cut the moon in half And stuck a piece to my hair It made the back of my head glow Golden yellow, then I took Ten stars on sticks And placed them in my small metal [Pre-Chorus] Bucket, and I gave the other half of the moon to you, oh So you wouldn't forget me while I'm gone [Chorus] Because I am washing all these pages They're tearing at the seams I'm scraping up my knees For, somehow, the world to open up And swallow all these words That are making all these chapters So disagreeable To me [Bridge] And, oh, my love We can live on the sun And wouldn't we be attractive Riding in our shining motor cars With eyeglasses full of stars And plenty of paper for scenery painting? [Chorus] 'Cause I am, I'm washing all these pages They're tearing at the seams I'm scraping up my knees For, somehow, the world to open up And swallow all these words That are making all these chapters So disagreeable To me [Outro] (Sherri smacks the keyboard and blows a raspberry like /r̼̊ə/)