hear the sparrow, sing the song see the clouds, the setting sun. feel the breeze blow through your hair dream of me and I'll be there count the sheep above your head the end is near, we are the dead smell the lillies, drink the wine drape the bodies with the lime
bake the children in the pies (be yourself, be nice, be nice) sip the tea, watch your demise tip your hat, don't be ashamed (be yourself, be nice, be nice) we're all afraid
read the broken book backwards greet the breeders with false words taste the sulfur on your tongue weep the willow, pierce the lung spread the jelly, break the bread stitch the evil mark with red stare the bulldog in the eye listen to the mother's lie
bake the children in the pies (be yourself, be nice, be nice) sip the tea, watch your demise tip your hat, don't be ashamed (be yourself, be nice, be nice) we're all afraid
scratch the pedals pull the cord search the medal for the lord throw the brothers in a pile rest the wicked for awhile fish the foul and dunk the lead plant the roses in her head slice the pig and kill the rich and toss the sisters in the ditch
bake the children in the pies (be yourself, be nice, be nice) sip the tea, watch your demise tip your hat, don't be ashamed (be yourself, be nice, be nice) we're all afraid
be yourself, be nice, be nice be yourself, be nice, be nice