I don't wanna be your looking stone
Your rabbit's foot, or your wishing bone
Still any corridor to hold your soul---
Anything, anything at all
Amber, jade, and sage, a clover leaf
A copper penny, heads
To feel your spirit, anything I'll be- anything, anything at all
OH!
If you ask I'll be your rosary
The ace of spades, hid up your sleeve
A woven catcher for your scary dreams
Anything, anything at all
OH!
I don't wanna be your looking stone
Your rabbit's foot, or your wishing bone
Still any corridor to hold your soul
Anything, anything at all
Anything, anything at all
Anything, anything at all