Well if you're gonna rip a paper skull Too many thoughts will hit the floor I poured a ribbon til the jaw got full Of words tied up in bows While I've been dancing on the devil's tail The stars melt on the hill And she fell down from the moon And cried is this for real Well Said all the thunder you can find in a shell It sure is fancy meeting you She didn't have to keep an eye on hell Cos there's nothing to do I got my polish and mahogany coat I'll swan dive in the earth And she fell down from the moon And cried what is this worth Well Send me off to bed with a shovel Send me off to bed with a show