They talk and smile but I can’t hearI nod along just

He ran up the path with blood on his handsAnd a

I think he lives across the hallAnd I don't know him

Over noodles from yesterdayI'm attempting some kind of a talkNot that

He's a big blue monsterFrom a cartoon scriptHe could have gunsShoot

(Icelandic Folk Song)Sumri Hallar hausta ferHeyri snjallir ýtarHafa fjallahnjúkarnirHúfur mjalla hvítarGirnast

She flies much fasterShouts much louderLooks much fresherAnd eats much less

Bí, bí og blaka álftirnar kvakaÉg læt sem ég sofi en

Bíum, bíum, bambalóBambaló og dillidillidóVini mínum vagga ég í róEn úti

Jesus said to Mary, you really can comeI'm tired, love, and

A girl in a nylon apron serves me cinnamon toastOn a

I want to break freeI want to break freeI want to

It was a swing from a cableThat sat by the tabourn

darling, go to sleepOutside, rain is weepingPrecious things for

1: Hafdís feel my heart slammingAgainst my ribsThe

My life is likened to a bargain storeAnd i may have

He wants to be the underdogSo people look at him and

Tomorrow is just another dayWhen I let the sunshine meet my

Somehow it hurts to be happyIn your headI see your seasonal

One two three fourMy first, the last, my everythingAnd the answer