[Verse 1] My pocket's full of pickled eyes,a tasty, salty treat I skip down sidewalks made of teeth on my mismatched feet My best friend's made of spider silk and dryer lint and fear He whispers all the naughty words that only I can hear I lost my marbles in the graveyard,found some better ones instead Polished smooth and pearly white inside a freshly-dug-up head. The worms all wave their little heads and do a wiggly dance I give them each a tiny hat and put them in my pants I finger-paint on windowpanes with arterial spray And laugh at all the silly shapes the drippy red parts make! [spoken] Dont look at me weird This is totally normal Bi-yatch! (Chorus] IT'S SILLY PUTTY AND SEVERED PARTS! A HAPPY HOME FOR BROKEN HEARTS! WE'LL PLAY A GAME OF HIDE AND SEEK [Verse 2] I traded all my baby teeth to something'neath the stair For a lollipop that's swirling with a little girl's despair It's sticky-sweet and sour,tastes like forgotten birthday wishes I'll share a lick if you can guess which of my juggle-hand dis- -appears inside my sleeve and then pops up behind your head? [beat pauses, spoken, deep evil voice] BOO! You jumped! You're so much fun! Let's tuck you into bed! I know a story'bout a thing that chews on little toes It starts right when the lights go out and ends right with your nose! My jack-in-the-box is broken,yeah the spring is kinda loose Instead of clown,it's cousin Roy, all covered in goose berry jam and apologies,he's clumsy, I confess He'll put you back together,but he always makes a mess! [spoken, giggling] He's always like this Don't mind the jam He's nice.....I promise! (Chorus] IT'S SILLY PUTTY AND SEVERED PARTS! A HAPPY HOME FOR BROKEN HEARTS! WE'LL PLAY A GAME OF HIDE AND SEEK [Verse 3] The piñata's swinging,oh the candy's gonna flow! It ain't just sugar in there,though, there's something else, I know! A special kind of caramel that used to pump and beat A sticky,icky, icky treat that's morbidly elite! We'll play a game of operation with a rusty butter knife The buzzer is your screaming,it's the soundtrack of my life! I'm building model airplanes with the ligaments and strings They really fly forever,such beautiful little things! The tea party is starting,all the guests are looking pale They never say much at all,their stories never fail I pour them cups of murky water with a single floating eye They don't ever drink it.. [spoken] I can't fathom why...?! (Chorus] IT'S SILLY PUTTY AND SEVERED PARTS! A HAPPY HOME FOR BROKEN HEARTS! WE'LL PLAY A GAME OF HIDE AND SEEK and sister YOUR HIDING SPOT IS GETTING WEAK! [Spoken] Where you goin, ho? Getcho ass back here! I'm finna open that ass UP!! Naw it aint a sex thing, darlin' Its a bleed! bitch! bleed thing! HAAA HAAA HAAA!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! [outro beat]
