The lady poor lady,
She lost all her things
For inside of her house now
The lady just stays

Anyone?
Anyone?
Anyone?
Anyone?

Aaah
Aaah
Aaah
Aaah

Over the floor
Silver hair lays
Buckets of pills
For days and for days

Anyone?
Anyone?
Anyone?
Anyone?

The remover is coming
To clean up the frail
Pretty old ladies
and puppy dog tails

Anyone?
Anyone?
Anyone?
Anyone?

I am lost now,
Oh where can I be?
Don't go near that,
You'll find it empty

Scissors cut spaces
Perfect and right
Tongue tied rhythms
May find you tonight

She takes medicine, medicine
Every damn day
For she thinks she is sick
She was brought up that way

Anyone?
Anyone?
Anyone?
Anyone?

Aah Aah
Aah Aah
Aah Aah
Aah Aah
Aah Aah
Aah Aah
Aah Aah