Cripple and the starfish
Mr. Muscle forcing burstingStingy thingy into little me, me, meBut just "ripple" said the crippleAs my jaw dropped to the groundSmile smile
It's true I always wanted love to beHurtfulAnd it's true I always wanted love to beFilled with painAnd bruises
Yes, so Cripple-Pig was happyScreamed " I just compeletely love you!And there's no rhyme or reasonI'm changing like the seasonsWatch! I'll even cut off my fingerIt will grow back like a Starfish!It will grow back like a Starfish!It will grow back like a Starfish!"
Mr. Muscle, gazing boredlyAnd he checking time did punch meAnd I sighed and bleeded like a windfallHappy bleedy, happy bruisy
I am very happySo please hit meI am very happySo please hurt me
I am very happySo please hit meI am very very happySo come on hurt me
I'll grow back like a StarfishI'll grow back like a StarfishI'll grow back like a StarfishI'll grow back like a Starfish
I'll grow back like a StarfishI'll grow back like a StarfishI'll grow back like a StarfishI'll grow back like a StarfishLike a Starfish...