Babes In Toyland - Bluebell |
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Bluebell
Babes In Toyland Flys through the air with the greatest disease Takes little pills and calls them trapeze I know you're right Everything I do is true Everything you do is right Bluebell to hell Looks so old she's made out of gold Lo and behold a girl with a goal I want to live in the smallest corner of the densest mind of the You know who you are fuckmost room and sing the stars they swing from the chandelier strings. You don't try to rape a goddess You're dead meat motherfucker You are so obvious |
