Gotta clean my mouth out with soap   I gotta stop swearing, I gotta stop swearing   Gotta clean my eyes out with dirt   I gotta stop staring, I gotta stop staring      English was made to be rhymed   Or made to be destroyed, Or made to be destroyed   Organized organism   Don't ruffle the feathers   Don't ruffle the feathers   Don't touch a thing      Call shotgun babe and we can bust out of this popsicle stand   Everything good comes to an end   The saddest and happiest day you will miss that eventually   This white christmas is too much for me      It's not what you look like   It's who you look like   It's who you look like   If silence is a crime   Then everything's guilty   Everything's guilty      Wish that I'd met her sooner   Wish that I could consume her   Mistress of Luna   Mistress of Luna   Take care of yourself      Call shotgun babe and we can bust out of this popsicle stand   Everything good comes to an end   The saddest and happiest day you will miss that eventually   This white christmas is too much for me