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