The master is coming so we must keep you locked up against urself; for us its all for the masters wealth that you have bipolar disorder and he has the power. Why dont you try answering a reporters questions because we all wanna hear from that jazzed up playful lil minx. We all like a bit of tension, attention, suspension.
And when it all becomes too much for your closed minds just close the door lock it with a shiny brass key, until you think its over, when you think im gonna be fine and ready to be free..
The master is on his way and he is almost here; everybody should be in position. agree with what he says show no opposition. He holds the scissors to cut funds ending all out happyest of days. So do you know your place, no no not playing cards go into your head, into the dessert, go a long way until youve gone much too far
Take it in turns to act strange towards the strange but, dont forget to keep your specs on and remember its not only me who can get things wrong; not only me who is tired at the end of the day
The master is here, the master is here, the master is here, the master is here!!!!
How do i look? how do i smell? how are my teeth? does it look like i have had enough sleep? oh i hope the master enjoys his visit so much he wont visit again for a while, i love him but its the stress, i hope the visit will end with a smile, nothing to do but dress and impress
the master is here, the master is here
