Lyrics - Lion's Den by Believable Picnic

When inspiration's flown awayand
I've got nowhere to go
If
I try to think too deep and losemy shovel it gets me out of a hole
Red and yellow apple cornerrainbows hang from the door
Mr.
Happy studies cymbals as ifthey mean something more
Digging down to bedrock ampeggysinging bass to the twin
The multi-colored stars make ithard to tell where the sky stopsand the ceiling begins
It's quite a view from under
Panorama
Avenueevery afternoon...
In the lions's den
Can't exterminate the influentialinsects walking on the wall, lockthe door or the
Hooper
Lane gangwill be the death of us all.
Spaceace catface sticking out histounge got stars in his eyes,
Lenny and
Bill just materializedright before our eyes
Our favorite wise guys bearingtriple gifts of pizza pie
Taunt and criticize...
In the lion's den
Maybe someday we'll move outfrom underneath the pride
Get to play outside...
The lion's den

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