How do I feel for thee? Your smile brings disease 'Cuz we’re young, fell in from the stars When your skin is shed Find a pile of your head Now then, I’ll look so smart Stove burns on my hand Show them to my friends Make you participate Eyes roll back around Limbs fall to the ground Seasoned to procreate The first to interfere Are culled before the deer When they wander into the cage Stuff their arms and thighs Then they roll their cardboard eyes Their skin will never age Stove burns on my hand Show them to my friends Make you participate Eyes roll back around Limbs fall to the ground Seasoned to procreate