Toe's Across The Floor            
             
Doesn't anybody feel 
That all these killers should be killed 
All these healers should be healed 
So all these beggers can be filled 

Now tell me why am I to lie 
If I'm holding firm and feel 
the right 
To lie down beside this dog of mine 
And let that perverted thought really 
run through my mind 

I'd scrape my toes across the floor 
This day's the same as those before 
And though inside I'm feeling giddy 
Always wrong for never giving myself 
An uninvaded door 

So now I'll take a little glue 
I'll put together a new glittered room 
for view 
So I can start sitting so pretty 
Instead of sitting here not 
seein' clear 
Just sitting here not fittin' here 
No things ain't fittin' here 

I'll just lay my head down beside this 
God of mine 
And let that perverted thought burn a 
hole in my mind 
And if I don't lay my head beside 
this God of mine 
Maybe the Hunter's dog called God 
Could be my friend in time

             
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