Started out today jello in the sand
Went out of my way not to understand
Walked into a tree don`t you look at me
See I`m not myself phoney mystery
Sore afraid
That`s my tune
Ceiling fan in my spoon
Clothed in iron there`s no denyin
When you feel like a bent fork tine
Feeling like a bent fork tine
Clothed in iron there`s no denyin
