Everything you can think of is true
The dish ran away with the spoon
Dig deep in your heart for that little red glow
Were decomposing as we go
Everything you can think of is true
And fishes make wishes on you
Were fighting our way up dreamlands spine
Red flamingos and expensive wine
Everything you can think of is true
The babys asleep in your shoe
Your teeth are buildings with yellow doors
Your eyes are fish on a creamy shore