Your mother is a journalist
Your father is a creep
They make it in your bedroom
When they think you're fast asleep
The scenes that they're enacting now
Beside your little bed
Are never in you consciousness
But always in your head

Baby, it might sound dodgy now
But it sounds great when you're dead
It sounds great when you're

Your sister is a b___erfly
Your brother is a drunk
You gaze at him reclining in
Formaldehyde: a trunk
He lives and breathes on systems
That nobody can supply
And you're immune to everything
Except the b___erfly

Yeah

Baby, it might sound dodgy now
But it sounds great when you're dead
It sounds great when you're dead

Baby, you're incredible
I think that you're the most
I've searched around for everything
Like you from coast to coast
Your name, engraved in diamond
Is written in my heart
We're at our most together
When we're at our most apart

Baby, it might sound dodgy now
But it sounds great when you're dead
Baby, it might sound dodgy now
But baby, let me a__ure you
It sounds great when you're dead

The way their bodies integrate 5a
Beside your narrow bed 6a

Your brother's always drunk 13a
She draws a yellow circle 'round 14a
His body on a trunk 15a
He sinks down to the bottom and the fishes eat his eyes 16a
And you're immune to everything except for b___erflies 17a

Your father is an alchemist, your mother is a creep 1b

Beside your feather bed 6b

Your sister is an embryo 12b

You chalk around his outline while 14b
He's sleeping in a trunk 15b

Your name, engraved in diamonds 28b

Baby, this might sound dodgy now 32b

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