Babes In Toyland - Bluebell Lyrics

Flies through the air with the greatest disease
Takes little pills and calls them trapeze

I know you're right
Everything you do is right
Everything I do is true
Bluebell to hell

Lo and behold a girl with a goal
Looks so old she's made out of gold

I know you're right
Everything you do is right
Everything I do is true
Bluebell to hell

I want to live in the smallest corner
In the densest mind in the fuck most room
And sing, "The stars they swing from their chandelier strings"
I know real love, you know who you are

You're dead meat motherfucker
You don't try to rape a goddess
Flies through the air with the greatest disease
Takes little pills and calls them trapeze

I know you're right
Everything you do is right
Everything I do is true
Bluebell to hell

You are so obvious