Candy Butchers
Candy Butchers
Candy Butchers
Candy Butchers
Candy Butchers
Candy Butchers
Candy Butchers
Candy Butchers
Candy Butchers
Candy Butchers
Candy Butchers
Candy Butchers
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Cupid complained to Venus that he'd get stung while stealing honey
You said he had to leave us without a reason, rhyme or money
You see his face every mornin'
Starin' back from the cold milk carton, oh
I know a place where the wind cries, "Joesph"
The hips dip-dip-dip-dip-dip like obscene rollercoasters
On piggyback, he chased the sun
Testin' his wax, and wings and tongue
When the lights go down
I'll be around
I'll be around
She said I know in my own little world it's inside of me
Time heals itself
She said I know in my own little world outside of you
Do-do-do-do-do Do-do-do-do duh-duh-duh-duh
I'll exhume your body
And tear the frame from your rotten flesh
And take them to mommy and sit on the porch
With her constructing out of your bones, we'll pick seven
And build a windchime that sings to heaven
When the lights go down
I'll be around
I'll be around
She said I know in my own little world it's inside of me
Time heals itself
She said I know in my own little world outside of you
Out of your bones, we'll pick seven
And build a windchime that sings to heaven
When the lights go down
I'll be around
I'll be around
You wouldn't say, "it hurts a lot"
You don't say, you wouldn't say, "It hurts a lot"
You don't say, you wouldn't say
You don't say, you wouldn't say
You don't say, you wouldn't say
You don't say, you wouldn't say
You don't say, you wouldn't say
Cupid Complained to Venus was written by Mike Viola.