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the bubble?
Does your head ever give you trouble?
It's no sin, trade it in

Hang on, help is on its way
I'll be there as fast as I can
"Hang on", a tiny
heel
His screams were tiny bubbles
And his tongue made of steel
When he died his teeth made stones
For your lonely child to feel
And his eyes like
were tiny bubbles
And his tongue made of steel
When he died his teeth made stones
For your lonely child to feel
And his eyes like prayers were quiet
When
Why are you in so such hurry?
Is it really worth the worry?
Look around, then slow down
What's it like inside the bubble?
Does your head ever
medallion and she
had a tiny bubble of spittle
around her nostril and a 
little rusty tear, for she had
lassoed and lost another
tipsy sailor
Like a parasite I wanna be your Tiny Tim
Like a parasite burrow inside underneath your skin
Like a parasite I wanna crawl all over you

I can tell by
the bubble?
Does your head ever give you trouble?
It's no sin, trade it in

Hang on, help is on its way
I'll be there as fast as I can
"Hang on", a tiny
as fast as I can.
Hang on,

A tiny voice did say,
From somewhere deep inside the inner man.
Are you always in confusion?
Surrounded by illusion?
dance real funky and the band plays like a jungle fire
Circus town's on the live wire

And the strong man Samson lifts the midget, little Tiny Tim, way
That sly cigarette.
Song sung in 1898 by miss. s. h. dudley for the runaway girl
And this is tiny tim trying to redo it.

If girls and boys were
dance real funky and the band plays like a jungle fire
Circus town's on the live wire

And the strong man Samson lifts the midget, little Tiny Tim, way
If I were a desert flower 
All winter long I'd pain and cower 
Spring would make me sing 
My voice would ring 
As tiny buds begin to bloom 
In
friends
Spiders and ants and all

Now that’s not to say that he ever looked down
On a vision of twinkled lights
Or on mirrored bubbles and peppermint
it her or him

      Or maybe Tiny Tim?

      Now up against the fence, says the dense one.

       
      You have picked a bad spot
dwarves

The future it looks grim
Dwarf tossing Tiny Tim
Illegal in fifty states
Unfortunate midget traits
Well, in a little bitty nitty gritty one horse town
Right side up or upside down
A tiny piece of paper got stuck to a boot
And it stayed there
now
It's the electronic age, not the Jurassic
Gypsy schmipsy you're all just as tipsy
As Tiny Tim tripping on acid

Your Celtic moonshine is J.
She had such tiny tears
Just like a Barbie doll
She likes to shop at Sears
And visit shopping malls
Now she's a big mamma
Tell poppa
Cry, cry,
hear me?
Follow no beast, on a quest
Word
Hip Hop ya don't stop
Tiny Tim ya don't stop
KRS ya don't stop
Get by us
and we talk about work.
But what I think I'd really love is to get up by myself,
On a little tiny island, in the middle of the ocean,
With just me,
and we talk about work.
But what I think I'd really love is to get up by myself,
On a little tiny island, in the middle of the ocean,
With just me,