My head is a box full of nothing And that's the way I like it My garden's a secret compartment And that's the way I like it And that's the way I like it Your body's a dream that turns violent An

Well you're real pretty And you act like a cross between you know what I mean It's a real pity Cause you try to be mean, but you just can't fake it with me You love the Pixies You're the ultimate