Amargi ve Moo

One and a two and a three
 Tumors seem like something you would collect
 And poison seems like something you would take
 In the offense ways off all flesh
 I am not ready and cannot accept
 That it is spread like a cancer
 Goodnight! Goodnight!
 Don't look sweet old friend
 Don't look little sister
 Don't answer KNOCK KNOCK!
 Don't answer, only answer for your fear of God
 Don't answer for the nothings else
 Ye oh night oh night oh night
 Get away ye oh night
 Get off, get back, get off OH NIGHT
 It is in fact maybe magnificent
 In the bosoms of Abraham
 I will behead all the saints
 I will behead all the stars
 Let lightning strike where it will
 Coconuts, bananas, flowering vines in revolt
 Let there be peace and let it begin with thee
 I am not ready and cannot accept
 I am not ready and cannot accept
 BLUBLUGBLOOGBULGOGIOBBLLUOBGHBLOULGU!
 Chunks of your forearm, chunks of your scalp,
 Chunks of your hunch, now in a dumpster or in a sandwich
 Your hairpiece perched upon your head
 As if dropped from the ceiling by accident
 Never not at worry and now never not blonde OH!
 Let her be reborn as something unruinable
 A meteor, a mushroom, a kakapo
 A sparkling out of control