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