LYRIC

A kitten on fire. A baby in a blender. Both sound as sweet as a night of surrender.
I know it ain't easy – but you do what you can. If your livin gets weezy – you can follow this plan:
Put in more than you could ever get out. I'm tired of the talking – I know what you're about.
Now open your mouth – here comes the spoon. You're gonna eat what I give ya –
And you're gonna like it real good.
1. A riddle: I went over the river – and into the woods – where did I go?
Where a wood buring stream flows up thru the trees –
Like the soul of the hottest kind of lover I've ever seen: "e"
One who lives to choose another fool's dream.
A good showerhead and my right hand – the two best lovers that I ever had.
Now if you find you agree with what I just said, you'd better find a new love
And let 'em into your head.

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