Tipping on the thunder Of a paradigm Soaking on the thread Of a nursery rhyme Oh my a dandy indeed Oh my a dandy indeed
With a shiver of mint or rotten hay Worthy only of rancor Thy light and shed thy light Ooh how it posses me Glory in itself, anyone and anyone But the self Glory in itself, anyone and anyone else
Oh my a dandy indeed Oh my a dandy indeed Cunning on the tip toes of a leash Ooh, the carnal and boyish My time is already spent Thru juvenile thoughtlessness
I've seen it with my eyes I felt it with my hands Ooh it was merely a sight When you came down to me When you came
