Smiling upwards with my feet planted Feeling nice, Just a little slanted I would show you the respect that's due If I could just get my hands on you But the world's off kilter, So I dance like it Stumbling through its dull points and flashes Yen is mine and I think I can make it But you can't save me from someone else just to take me out yourself Hey Madame Blavatsky Maybe you could see another side Hey Madame Blavatsky Maybe you could see another side She said "You no longer make me feel" So I flayed myself and she felt real bad Said she felt herself somedays In so many words with nothing to say I'd be better off dead she said "If the shoe fits... And if it dosen't we'll find a way You'd be suprised how it goes down so easy Think of all fringe benefits, Think of all the money you'll save" Hey Madame Blavatsky Maybe you could see another side Hey Madame Blavatsky Maybe you could see another side Into sensitivity and other rackets We're offering good advice, and you'd better take it Around here we take boredom in bouts And there are plenty of ways to put your lights out Better off dead-- it could be so nice But we've never made this leap before We'd be a little less slanted, a liitle less picturesque, A little less involved with any luck Hey Madame Blavatsky Maybe you could see another side Hey Madame Blavatsky Maybe you could see another side