Magic Dirt - Babycakes lyrics

If I open my mouth & I do not deliver
It is a big dead when I know
It is my only fissure
Little mind, small deal,
You´re paling like a cracking jug
And I only die because I´m feeling so
wired,
Thank you for the joke, I´ve no money
for it
You fool, you fool, you blew it, when the
Lie turns to proof,
Is the issue big enough, so that everybody
Hears it when you call it off
Babycakes you always freeze me up
Micha Micha Micha oh my Micha
This was all she could say
The unfortunate child sat in swathe of
milky white bandages
And stared & stared & stared at the
Ceiling.ppppppppppppoooooooooooooooooooooo

Magic Dirt Ringtones