← Stuffed Animals

I used to be afraid of the knifeman under my bed
But now I know, that was only some creeps inside my head
I’m still disgust by ketchup, I think it’s the most terrible thing in the world
Well, now I know that’s a bit odd so can you, please, keep me out of discussion?

Take me down to my favorite place
And leave me out of disgrace
Take me down to your favorite place
And let me out of this evil phase

Nowadays I feel malaise for stuffed animals and for black seas
Oily clouds raining in front of me, while walking on floating earth
We’re all afraid of the blue anemone taking over S-S-Sweden
The future is still a mystery, so please, show me your strawberry land

Take me down to my favorite place
And leave me out of disgrace
Take me down to your favorite place
And let me out of this evil

Take me down, take me down to your favorite place
Take me down, take me down to your strawberry land
Take me down, take me down

Take me down to my favorite place
And leave me out of disgrace
Take me down to your favorite place
And let me out of this evil phase