You make me feel like marigolds,
enjoying some sunny rain.
You make me feel so honest.
You make me feel ok.
I left you with some options
but the circumstance was fine.
You make me feel like marigolds,
laced with cyanide.
You make me feel like marigolds,
laced with cyanide.
These people are strange and funny
I am sure they have stupid names.
I can shrug off all the insults,
if you can shrug off the shame
The news man says were dying,
up to the point of eighty five.
I just laugh into his face,
“I’ve already died!”
And theres a long wide road,
up to Turtle Point.
Theres a great big house,
waiting for your name.
I scratched all of those numbers,
you won from the lottery.
You gave it all to me.
And theres a long wide road,
up to Turtle Point.
Theres a great big house,
full with paradise.
I picked out all of those flowers
You gave it all to me.
The mayor now’s so shady,
I think he does to much drugs.
I keep him from my lady,
she will show him whats up.
You make me feel so honest.
You make me feel ok
You make me feel like marigolds,
in some sunny rain.
And theres a long wide road,
up to Turtle Point.
Theres a great big house,
waiting for your name.
I scratched all of those numbers,
you won from the lottery.
You gave it all to me.
And theres a long wide road,
up to Turtle Point.
Theres a great big house,
full with paradise.
I picked out all of those flowers,
you gave it all to me,
with cyanide.
You showed it all to me,
formaldehyde.
You taught me how to see,
parasites.
You gave it all to me.
Cyanide.
