She Likes Big Words — Deadsy

Well she comes from the land

Of Valencian winds Deciduous daydream Dressage round the bend See sometimes just maybe The mistress of when A triptych of new touch From heaven to men

She likes nice cars Invisible trends She bites the heads off Her mutual friends We dine at the table She sits at the end She likes big words And playing pretend

Come now dear boys How, where to begin? She's Ursula, major Of the prison within She's always in parties She's struggling to win Your sashes of New-Ro From psychic to sin

Let down your void Your need to defend So pseudo-mindacious She's cruel in bed You'd think she was precious Something like you said Cause she's got the secret In which fate depends

She likes nice cars Impossible trends She bites the heads off Her beautiful friends We dine at the table She sits at the end She likes big words Although we'll never comprehend

She likes nice cars Invisible trends She bites the heads off Her musical friends We dine at the table She sits at the end She likes big words

She likes nice cars Impossible trends She bites the heads off Her beautiful friends She lights all the candles They burn at both ends She likes the ones That you'll never understand

She likes big words