Jello Jello Jello Jello Jello Jello... Ho ho ho I'm Jello Jack the jolly boneless boy. I live inside a jar beside the rooster boy named Roy. They pour
Sometimes I feel his feet When I'm fast asleep I know that I'm dreaming But the touch is soft and sweet I went to see the silent sailor And the sailor
Kill the great raven (repeated) His tiny eyes, they search the skies He looks so alone, so he must die "Oh, does he really have to die?" "Oh yes, he really
I returned while they were eating supper at the table seated side by side upon a special stool. So I said when they were finished with their whole wheat
An oily, ole egg with a red, peg leg Thought a porcupine was his daughter But he soon found out that she had the gout And she often would wink underwater
Once I went to Barstow Then I went to bed First my friend was with me Then my friend was dead All his clothes were burned up And his thighs were red
I'm just an old man How could I understand I'm just an old man How could I understand I remember danger when the strangers came They, they knew my name
I saw a woman chewing with nothing in her mouth Her teeth were in her hands and her tongue was hanging out Then she started drooling and caught it in
I told them how my wife had fallen into sickness and to calling out her name with questions on her tongue. We had always been so happy that at first I
Now there just is a cow Where once was a calf Now there just is a stare Where once was a laugh Now there just is a bone Where once was a bath Now a tinkery
Mickey the mumbling midget was ten years old today Mickey the mumbling midget somehow ran away Mickey the mumbling midget was not in his cage Mickey
I'm living in vain I'm just watching the rain I wanna get out But I just don't know how I used to have a girlfriend Who gave me a valentine At first it
Their eyes are big and sweet When they eat, I don't know why Why can't I be a cow, anyhow Cows never cry My heart was broken, broken Cows are so open
We're rising as the sun retreats into the trees Thinking of our destination as we start to leave Marching to the sea, we're marching to the sea Marching
They call me Mr. Mysery They laugh and dump, decay on me He let them throw me in a pit Full of angry, spite and spit With wasted flesh and broken bones
What's a woman going to do but throw away her bread Her feet are feeling funny as she lies beneath the bed She reminisces of the pungent Adriatic Sea
Please, please, oh please Won't you help me? Please help me Won't you help me? There's something that I need I once made friends With an other A brother
Everyone comes the to freak show To laugh at the freaks and the geeks Everyone comes the to freak show But nobody laughs when they leave We are only