Well, hey, do you do judo when they surround you?
A little mental yoga, will they disappear?
It's grim, but never dubious as motives go
One thing she always promises
Promises a show

Thunder wishes it could be the snow
Wishes it could be as loved as she can be
These gifts are here
For her
For you
For me

I watch me be this other thing, I never know
If I'm marooned or where the purple people go
Then lily white matricide from vicious words
It doesn't leave a scratch
So therefore no one's hurt

Thunder wishes it could be the snow
Wishes it could be as loved as she can be
These gifts are here
For her
For you
For me

And on and on the nurses make it clear
Just when you escape you have yourself to fear
A restaurant that never has to close
Breakfast at every hour, it could save the world

So hey, do you do judo in your finery?
An angel's face is tricky to wear constantly

Thunder wishes it could be the snow
Wishes it could be as loved as she can be
These gifts are here
For her
For you
For me

For her
For her
Hmm