Flys through the air with the greatest disease
Takes little pills & calls them trapeze
I know you're right everything you do is right
Everything I do is true

Bluebell to hell

Lo & behold a girl with a goal
Looks so old she's made out of gold
I know you're right everything you do is right
Everything I do is true

Bluebell to hell

I want to live in the smallest corner
in the densest mind
in the fuckmost room
& sing the stars
they swing from their chandelier strings
you know who you are, you're dead meat motherfucker
you don't try to rape a goddess

Flys through the air with the greatest disease
Takes little pills & calls them trapeze
I know you're right everything you do is right
Everything I do is true

Bluebell to hell

You are so obvious