Paid up weathered and type-o
Clad in gladstone watch him go
Swimming beneath the microscope
Hello lonely bless the nation
Mr. skip to all or none
Wooden soldiers fall upon
Try to find what makes her tick
While their finding out what makes them sick
I don't know where you find your nerve
I don't know how you choose your words
Speak the ones that suit you worse
Keep you grounded, sad and cursed
Circle the ones that come alive
Save them for the best of Jill Hives
Been around and left you flat
Tragically decided that
Every child of god's a brat
And she's dying to escape them
But do we really need to see
All her punchdrunk history
And which of it might hold the key
For the exit to her destiny
I don't know where you find your nerve
I don't know how you choose your words
Speak the ones that suit you worse
Keep you grounded, sad and cursed
Circle the ones that come alive
Save them for the best of Jill Hives
Number one in all our souls
Trifle in the crystal bowl
Fill it up with 9 to 5
Save them for the best of Jill Hives