Send in the clouds. Bring down the rain.
Shut all the blinds, turn out the lights:
I feel insane when you get in my bed.

I am the trick my mother played on the world
Seventeen doctors couldn't decide
whether I should be allowed in the game.

Why can't monsters get along with other monsters?
Soi disantra, soi disantra.

I know a puppy who walked from Kentucky.
Made to East Virginia by dawn.
He had seventeen ideas in his head.

Windex tears flow down the robot's face.
He's never felt a lover's embrace.
My momma named me after a king.
I'm gonna bury my name in you.

Why can't monsters get along with other monsters?
Soi disantra, soi disantra.

© D.C.Berman, Civil Jar Music