Lump sat alone in a boggy marsh

Totally motionless except for her heart

Mud flowed up into Lump's pajamas

She totally confused all the passing piranhas

She's Lump, she's Lump

She's in my head

She's Lump, she's Lump, she's Lump

She might be dead

Lump lingered last in line for brains

And the ones she got were sorta rotten and insane

Small things so sad that birds could land

Is Lump fast asleep or rocking out with the band?

She's Lump, she's Lump

She's in my head

She's Lump, she's Lump, she's Lump

She might be dead

Oh, yeah

And Lump was limp and lonely and needed a shove

Lump slipped on a kiss and tumbled into love

She spent her twenties between the sheets

And life limped along at subsonic speeds

She's Lump, she's Lump

She's in my head

She's Lump, she's Lump, she's Lump

She might be dead

Woo

Is this Lump out of my head? I think so

Is this Lump out of my head? I think so

Yeah, woo

Is this Lump out of my head? I think so

Is this Lump out of my head?