Babes In Toyland
catatonic
I know the sugar plum fairy
Her name is Mary
She's halfway inside my arm
Half way does great harm
So she charmed herself to a toilet
And fucked herself gold holy
Silver beams shot out her eyes
When the rain comes
When the rain comes
Then it got worse
I know you well
I wear your smell
Nailed at the hips
I see, you are
One, two, three, four, five
Glad you're not alive
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten
Back to hell again
This sick charade
This ditch I've spade
I've come to clay
I see you are me
One, two, three, four, five
Glad you're not alive
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten
Back to hell again
Catatonic planet
I wont have it
- :
- Babes In Arms
- Redeux
- Nemesisters
- Painkillers (EP)
- Fontanelle
- To Mother
- Spanking Machine
- Miscellaneous
- Non-Album Releases
- Painkillers
- Minneapolism
- Mocking Birds
- Play Time
- Grunge: The Alternative Compilation
- Fair Is Foul and Foul Is Fair
- The Best of Babes in Toyland and Kat Bjelland
- Live at the Academy
- Singing in Tongues, Volume 1
- The Further Adventures of Babes in Toyland
- Minneapolism: Live for the Last Time