Lump

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Lump sat alone in a boggy marsh,

Totally motionless except for her heart

Mud flowed up into Lump's pajamas

She totally confused all the passing pirahnas



She's Lump, she's Lump

She's in my head

She's Lump, she's Lump, she's Lump

She might be dead



Lump lingered last in line for brains

And the one she got was sorta rotten and insane

Small things so sad that birds could land

Is Lump fast asleep or rockin' out with the band?



She's Lump, she's Lump

She's in my head

She's Lump, she's Lump, she's Lump

She might be dead



When Lump was limp and lonely and needed a shove

Lump slipped on a kiss and tumbled into love

She spent her twenties between the sheets

Life limped along at sub-sonic speeds



She's Lump, she's Lump

She's in my head

She's Lump, she's Lump, she's Lump

She might be dead



Is this Lump outta my head?

I think so

Is this Lump outta my head?

I think so

Is this Lump outta my head?

I think so

Is this Lump outta my head?