| E | |
| If I could be anything |
| A | |
| in the world that flew |
| E | |
| I would be a bat and come |
| A | |
| swooping after you |
| E | |
| And if the last time you were here |
| A | |
| things were a bit askew |
| F | C | G | |
| Well, you | know what ha | ppens after d | ark |
| F | C | G | |
| When rattl | esnakes lose their s | kins and their h | earts |
| F | C | G | |
| And a | ll the missio | naries lose their | bark |
| D | G | A | |
| Oh, all the trees are c | alling after | you |
| D | G | A | |
| And all the venom s | nipers after | you |
| D | G | A | |
| Are all the mountains | boulder after | you |
| Same chords played harder ... ;-) |
| If I could be any one |
| of the things in this world that bite |
| Instead of a dentured ocelot on a leash |
| I'd rather be a kite |
| Be tied to the end of your string |
| flying in the air at night |
| 'Cause you know what they say about honey bears |
| When you shave off all their baby hair |
| You have a hairy minded pink bare bear |
| And all the bells are rolling out for you |
| And all the stones are erupting out for you |
| And all the cheap luck suckers are flying after you |
| Yesterday, Daisy Mae and Biff |
| were grooving on the street |
| And just like in a movie |
| her hands became her feet |
| Her belly button was her mouth |
| which meant she tasted what she'd speak |
| But the funny thing is what happened to her nose |
| It grew until it reached all of her toes |
| Now, when people say her feet smell, they mean her nose |
| And all the curtains laced with diamonds for you |
| And all the Roman noblemen for you |
| And kingdom's Christian sailors, dear for you |
| And melting ice cap mountain tops for you |
| And knights in flaming silver robes for you |
| And bats that with a kiss turn prince for you |
| Swoop, swoop, rock, rock |
| Roll, roll, swoop, swoop |
| Rock, rock, roll, roll |
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