Lyric Toes Across The Floor

Doesn t anybody feel
That all these killers should be killed
All these healers should be healed
So all these beggers can be filled
Now tell me why am I to lie
If I m holding firm and feel
the right
To lie down beside this dog of mine
And let that perverted thought really
run through my mind
I d scrape my toes across the floor
This day s the same as those before
And though inside I m feeling giddy
Always wrong for never giving myself
An uninvaded door
So now I ll take a little glue
I ll put together a new glittered room
for view
So I can start sitting so pretty
Instead of sitting here not
seein clear
Just sitting here not fittin here
No things ain t fittin here
I ll just lay my head down beside this
God of mine
And let that perverted thought burn a
hole in my mind
And if I don t lay my head beside
this God of mine
Maybe the Hunter s dog called God
Could be my friend in time