I’m a pixie, an elf,
A clown from the sky,
I see what you dream,
When wanting to pry.
Some call me Bob,
Some call me Sue,
Depending on what
They want me to do.
I pose as a flower
So that I may rest.
You’d better not pick me -
That is unless…
A clown from the sky,
I see what you dream,
When wanting to pry.
Some call me Bob,
Some call me Sue,
Depending on what
They want me to do.
I pose as a flower
So that I may rest.
You’d better not pick me -
That is unless…
You want me to eat
Your eyeballs for lunch!
Or you want to feel
The might of my punch…
For though I am small,
And hard to define,
I stand proud as I am
As my own design.
Your eyeballs for lunch!
Or you want to feel
The might of my punch…
For though I am small,
And hard to define,
I stand proud as I am
As my own design.