| Lyrics: | All the people are so happy now, their heads are caving in
I'm glad they are a snowman with
protective rubber skin
But every little thing's a domino that falls on different dots
And
crashes into everything that tries to make it stop
And the mirror, it reflects a tiny
dancing skeleton
Surrounded by a fleshy overcoat and swaddled in
A furry hat, elastic mask,
a pair of shiny marble dice
Some people call them snake-eyes, but to me they look like
mice
And nothing's smelling like a rose
But i don't care if no one's coming up for
air
I know nothing's gonna change my clothes ever anymore
All the people are so happy
now, their heads are caving in
I'm glad they are a snowman with protective rubber skin
But
every little thing's a domino that falls on different dots
And crashes into everything that
tries to make it stop
And nothing's smelling like a rose
But i don't care if no one's
coming up for air
I know nothing's gonna change my clothes ever anymore
No, no, no,
no
Nothing's smelling like a rose
But i don't care if no one's coming up for air
I know
that nothing's gonna change my clothes ever anymore |
