Twisted
She's seen one and it looks funny
It made her cry, said "BOO" to her
She captured one, all hairy
Stuck needles in its eyes, he cries
He's reading a thin book
It's got no words, just pictures
She sent him away it's good to be king
Came back the same day, reconstructed him
You're twisted, uh-huh uh-huh
Your insides are twisted
I said the wrong word so shoot me
As long as you don't constrict me
You all look the same, it's spooky
You say the same thing, it's ugly
You're twisted, uh-huh uh-huh
Your insides are twisted
Twist
You're twisted
You're twisted
Autor(es): Jon Stewart / Louise Wener
