Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks - Little Fang lyrics
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You’re something special Want you to know you are Your makers must have kissed in cosmic dust You’re something special You’ve got to know its true Could have been anything but right you’re you You’re something special You’ve got to shout it out If there are doubts then we will groove it out You’re something special You are the little fang You keep on grinning And this world keeps nagging And if ever starts to feel bad little fang It’s easy to explain cuz this world’s not tame And if it ever starts to feel sad little fang Remember that your gifts are your game And if it ever starts to pour down little fang The melody sings what the words can't say But they might laugh and they might be scared Of the one little fang with the trikes in her hair With the spikes in her hair With the trikes in her hair Hey mrs. creepy head Hey mr. fuzzy face Go mash your teeth again You’re in the right place You’re something special Full moon you'll have no doubt Just let the astral music root you out You’re something special Don’t hide your wooden face You keep on creepin let the night be scary You’re something special We all will sing your name Embrace your darkness never be ashamed You’re something special To be a little fang You keep on spinning And this world keeps nag nag nagging And if ever starts to feel bad little fang It’s easy to explain cuz this world’s not tame And if it ever starts to feel sad little fang Remember that your gifts are your game And if it ever starts to pour down little fang The melody sings what the words can't say But they might laugh and they might be scared Of the one little fang with the trikes in her hair With the spikes in her hair With the trikes in her hair You’re always crashing into teeth (x8) And if ever starts to feel bad little fang It’s easy to explain cuz this world’s not tame And if it ever starts to feel sad little fang Remember that your gifts are your game And if it ever starts to pour down little fang The melody sings what the words can't say But they might laugh and they might be scared Of the one little fang with the trikes in her hair With the spikes in her hair With the trikes in her hair