Joan Of Arc - The Garden Of Cartoon Exclamations lyrics

Knuckle-deep in the soil in the garden of cartoon exclamations Among the zoinks!-vines and shazam-roots, Suffering succotash, leafy green good-griefs Each uses the other as his own playing field To help boost the clichés of the future - Kittens named Kitler and depressants as baby-sitters This one's a box! And this box contains The electricity and the range Of who in an emergency seems to have emerged as me So in some other someday baby Just say don't bother - it's a bummer And leave the hows and fors of things For the nilla wafers and chz puffs She's come to recognize the sound of her own name being written And each breath is her signature She's come to recognize the sound of her own name being written And each brush stroke is her signature She's come to recognize the sound of her own name being written And each moan is her signature But "Why" still must be the heaviest soft syllable