I am in bed ill and so this is my entertainment
Her nails are painted, sixth layer, arms are heavy
There tulips on her table already, Grandad’s spaghetti
She’s nervous, but on the doctors call she sounds calm and ready
To get an op, but she keeps forgetting
What she’s had already, Nelly cries so loud
When she opens her mouth, just farts come out,
She’s chokin how everybody’s forgotten now
Her clocks run out, times up, Jewniper’s over now
Snap back to reality oh there goes gravity
Oh there goes Jane she choked
Gobs so mad but she won’t give up that easy no
She won’t have it she knows her whole act relies on those ads
It don’t matter she knows she can’t go back to Thurgoland, that’s when it’s back to the
Jane again, buns getting baked again
Better go write the whole day off and paint another wall again