(T. Donelly)



This world is a wrap-around skirt

This world is a wrap-around skirt

And I'm gonna throw it off

I'm gonna throw it off

I'm rising up rising up

Maybe I worry cause I know how things work

I know how things can work out

Maybe they don't

Maybe that's how



This world is a fickle young girl

This world is a fickle young girl

It's high time we married her off

How about to gassy old Jupiter

Maybe I worry cause I know how things work

I know how things can work out

Maybe they don't

Maybe that's how



Someone draw me a map so I can get back

To the edge of the world

And make my place in negative space

Among my kin

That's the only way to begin