One, two, three

Getting slow and gentle

This is a friend of mine

Stinking up the rental

Stubborn from time to time

Bits have been realigned

My little Frankenstein

You and I against the world

We're a funny old pair

And I like it in here

Even still it's manic

This is the life we chose

Logging turkey pudding

Just a bit on the nose

Then we'll see how it goes

When it comes to a close

You and I against the world

You're misshapen and wrong

Teeth are getting so long

You and I against the world

And wе'll fill up your heart

Bits of leg and stomach

about the room

Gеtting stuck in the broom

Push it away that day