If the backseat Makes you happy Then I’m happy too I’m kind to cross Myself in knots A bow made just for you Pull me this way That way, I sway Witless figurine Till I fell in The laundry bin Into a blue machine When I awoke From steam and smoke My body stripped and clean What silver sound An empty house Had ushered over me Left foot, right foot Newborn, I shook Badly at balancing But soon I found A sound way out A mouse had left for me I have seen this But not like this I have seen this But not like this I have seen this But not like this I have seen this But not like this
The Laundry Bin歌词
