Daisies

A ghost came over in my sleep to tell me That I should find you I should find you Oh, but I won't pick flowers From another man's garden Even if I tried to If I tried to The executioner is wearing lipstick The secretary is deluxe as all The president is blind and in a wheelchair But the show is going on Oh it's daisies when you sing that song I really don't know what to say I gotta look away I gotta look away I feel wrong, I'm gettin' dragged along I really don't know what to say You ought to go away You ought to go away, yeah, oh The store next door is smokin', it's on fire Children take their turns to point and scream And there's a picture of myself hung on a billboard: "Have you seen this man?" Oh it's daisies when you sing that song I really don't know what to say I gotta look away I gotta look away I feel wrong, I'm gettin' dragged along I really don't know what to say You ought to go away You ought to go away