Lyrics

You am big you is Mumble stutter stumble Mutter (shapes on Paper, waves in Space) can't care How hoaky It is. the sound Alphabet. intentions and Everything. and everything O o those finicky Z'infidels, persnicketying Each's whatever and everything Embarrassing histories it's All so so what now? Sing a rocker. maybe Name it "can't talk" And oh what a song It will be and oh What a difference it Will make. i should Even say it should Most probably be Instumental. gosh Golly god again Im always eaves- Dropping on these Awkward silences