You can be lighthearted, but you can't be funny. You can make a struggle, but you won't make money. You can scream, but you can't be loud. You might smile, but you can't act proud.
So call your ears out, and tell them to quite. Since you eyeballs work, theres no use for them. Just sit around and do wahy they want, cause they'll tell it straight, and they'll say it blunt.
So strip your organs, and hang them to dry. But spare your fingers and point to the sky. It won't be weird and, it won't be silly.
Cause you're still intact, and you look so pretty.
Come away for me.
