The Head was hardly human The head is finally dead "I can live forever In formaldehyde", he said. Once he made me so mad I knocked him on the floor; He rolled around and found a little paint brush by the door; As he held it in his teeth he painted angels On the skirt I wore. Harry Harry Harry Harry - The Head is dead. Harry - The Head is dead. Harry - The Head is dead. Herman - The Human Mole Herman Herman Herman isn't happy Herman isn't well Herman is an albino Not that you could tell. Herman Herman Herman is dirty Herman is cold Herman is thirty and Wishes he was old But he isn't. Herman has a trailer On top of it is grass He filled the inside up with dirt And made the sides of glass He lets you climb the steps Up to the top for free And look down through a little hole Above his old TV. But if you want some more You pay to go inside The tent that goes around the trailer In which Herman hides. Herman plays piano When no one is around He has an upright baby Steinway Underneath the ground.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
