Silly, silly Mrs. Mae; she’s got herself into trouble
Ten screws, they’re never coming loose; they're running up and down the table
But she feels good, never upset; she’s always been ill but able
She can run whenever she wants and everyone knows she will
How she’d never cut her hair;
A smooth, silky lightning in the incandescent air
She’s a cool, crazy killer, Mrs. Mae
What they don’t understand is that she’s almost already dead
Let it grow back, let it grow back
Let it grow back, let it grow back
Let it grow back, let it grow back
Let it grow back, let it grow
Let it into the dark!
Let it into the dark!
Let it into the dark!
(I can tell whose fault it's gonna be)
Tinted walls in a shuddered sprawl and a sight too plain to see
If you keep moving, you'll get it back
And no one's gonna take you away
If you feel good, tell 'em quick
And no one’s gonna take you, no one’s gonna take you!
Silly, silly Mrs. Mae; she’s got herself into trouble
Ten men, emergencies at hand, they’ve run and got the jumper cables
But she feels good, never upset; she’s always been ill but able
She can run whenever she wants and everyone knows she will
How she'd never cut her hair
Smooth as silky lightning in the incandescent air
She's a cool, crazy killer, Mrs. Mae
What they don't understand is that
She's got a pair of scissors in her pocket and she's really gonna cut it so they better run or else they're gonna get it!
Let it grow back, let it grow back
Let it grow back, let it grow back
Let it grow back, let it grow back
Let it grow back, let it grow
Let it into the dark!
Let it into the dark!
Let it into the dark!
(I can tell whose fault it's gonna be)
Tinted walls in a shuddered sprawl and a sight too plain to see
If you keep moving, you'll get it back
And no one's gonna take you away
If you feel good, tell 'em quick
And no one’s gonna take you, no one’s gonna take you!
I can tell whose fault it's gonna be
Tinted walls in a shuddered sprawl and a sight too plain to see
If you keep moving, you'll get it back
And no one's gonna take you away
If you feel good, turn 'em quick
And no one’s gonna take you, no one’s gonna take you!
Let it into the dark!
(I can tell whose fault it's gonna be)
Let it into the dark!
(Tinted walls in a shuddered sprawl and a sight too plain to see)
Let it into the dark!
(If you keep moving, you'll get it back
And no one's gonna take you away)
Let it into the dark!
(If you feel good, tell 'em quick
And no one’s gonna take you, no one’s gonna take you!)