Hear the syrup drip
from your tongue
till I'm finger-licking sick
of your sweet and sour
...
Have ya seen my rat?
It's as big as a cat
It's all furry and fat
beady eyes and all that
...
Sweetly Sick
Hear the syrup drip
from your tongue
till I'm finger-licking sick
of your sweet and sour
Still I'm glued to your glaze your gaze
between wild-eyed and doe-eyed
My eyes are dead with it now
Must you tear at bits I'd held together
till they fall at your feet
or hang from your teeth
till I'm raw?