Coming onto column nation is a gracious thing A stirring and a whirring and a broken widower's pain It's causing easy ought to just leave a lust alone But when a friend has shrunken skin where do you throw the bone? Do you throw the bone? Do you throw the bone? Do you throw the bone? Do you throw the bone? The matter that's been spoken to's a fragrant little thing It's open and was known to need a token diamond ring The matter that's been spoken to's a fragrant little thing It's open and was known to need a token diamond ring It's open and was known to need a token diamond ring It's open and was known to need a token diamond ring Investing space without a place Confusing grace with outer space Alala la la la Alala la la la To please the breeze you freeze the seize Combat disease and bend the knees And if explicit matters naught Extend the grin, but don't get caught Now Uncle Remus, Uncle Remus Where have you been we say We saw the end of Uncle Mend And turn into, into today But now they say there's room no more For such a friendly friendly whore But now they say there's room no more For such a friendly whore Yes, Easter Island isn't my land coming home once more But a sentence existing inside of a rhyme Is only just a token left spoken in time Can tomorrow be more than the end of today? Or do posies just bloom for the feel of a May? Or do posies just bloom for the feel of a May? Investing space without a place Confusing grace with outer space Alala la la la Alala la la la The way is a never for severing two Beginnings are endings for all but a few