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Yeah...
All right.
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Life in a petri dish,
It's my only wish
To live like a paramecium
In a black pool of scum.
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Now, swimming in the yellow sea,
Swimming next to me,
Little green zygote
Has me by the throat, oh, no!
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Now it's gonna eat my insides,
Eat my insides -
They taste like pie!
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Oh, my insides, all gone.
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On the subway again,
This old lady, she is my friend.
She has a yellow wiffle bat
And she goes to the laundromat, oh.
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And I can tell, when she looks at me,
What she thinks I must be,
Delicious little birdie who lives in the sea.
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Now, she's gonna eat my insides.
Eat my insides.
My insides, they taste like pie.
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That's what all my friends say, anyway.
They say, "Hey man, your insides,
Taste like blueberry pie."
But then, my other friend, he says,
"Hey man, they taste like marange."
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But they're all wrong.
Cause my insides taste like apple pie.
And they're all warm inside.
~
Life in a petri dish,
It's my only wish
To live like little green bacteria -
Living in my ear, so I can't hear
What they're saying about me behind my back.
Little weasles.
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