If I could be an[D]ything
[G]in the world that flew
[D]I would be a bat and come
[G]swooping after you
[D]And if the last time you were here
[G]things were a bit askew
Well, you [Eb]know what hap[Bb]pens after dar[F]k
When rattle[Eb]snakes lose their sk[Bb]ins and their hea[F]rts
And a[Eb]ll the mission[Bb]aries lose their ba[F]rk
[C]Oh, all the trees are c[F]alling after [G]you
[C]And all the venom s[F]nipers after [G]you
[C]Are all the mountains [F]boulder after[G] you
If I could be any one
of the things in this world that bite
Instead of a dentured ocelot on a leash
I'd rather be a kite
Be tied to the end of your string
flying in the air at night
'Cause you know what they say about honey bears
When you shave off all their baby hair
You have a hairy minded pink bare bear
And all the bells are rolling out for you
And all the stones are erupting out for you
And all the cheap luck suckers are flying after you
Yesterday, Daisy Mae and Biff
were grooving on the street
And just like in a movie
her hands became her feet
Her belly button was her mouth
which meant she tasted what she'd speak
But the funny thing is what happened to her nose
It grew until it reached all of her toes
Now, when people say her feet smell, they mean her nose
And all the curtains laced with diamonds for you
And all the Roman noblemen for you
And kingdom's Christian sailors, dear for you
And melting ice cap mountain tops for you
And knights in flaming silver robes for you
And bats that with a kiss turn prince for you
Swoop, swoop, rock, rock
Roll, roll, swoop, swoop
Rock, rock, roll, roll
[G]in the world that flew
[D]I would be a bat and come
[G]swooping after you
[D]And if the last time you were here
[G]things were a bit askew
Well, you [Eb]know what hap[Bb]pens after dar[F]k
When rattle[Eb]snakes lose their sk[Bb]ins and their hea[F]rts
And a[Eb]ll the mission[Bb]aries lose their ba[F]rk
[C]Oh, all the trees are c[F]alling after [G]you
[C]And all the venom s[F]nipers after [G]you
[C]Are all the mountains [F]boulder after[G] you
If I could be any one
of the things in this world that bite
Instead of a dentured ocelot on a leash
I'd rather be a kite
Be tied to the end of your string
flying in the air at night
'Cause you know what they say about honey bears
When you shave off all their baby hair
You have a hairy minded pink bare bear
And all the bells are rolling out for you
And all the stones are erupting out for you
And all the cheap luck suckers are flying after you
Yesterday, Daisy Mae and Biff
were grooving on the street
And just like in a movie
her hands became her feet
Her belly button was her mouth
which meant she tasted what she'd speak
But the funny thing is what happened to her nose
It grew until it reached all of her toes
Now, when people say her feet smell, they mean her nose
And all the curtains laced with diamonds for you
And all the Roman noblemen for you
And kingdom's Christian sailors, dear for you
And melting ice cap mountain tops for you
And knights in flaming silver robes for you
And bats that with a kiss turn prince for you
Swoop, swoop, rock, rock
Roll, roll, swoop, swoop
Rock, rock, roll, roll
