Zephyr   You mean if ever   I'm in any kind of   Great big mess or trouble      Quasi   I'd be right there   We'd be a pair      Zephyr   You mean you'll never   Leave me all alone   We'll always be   A double, we two?      Quasi   That's the arithmetic   I'd stick with you      Zephyr   Just say we're   Hanging by a rope   Above an evil witch's brew pot   It's bubbling blue   With sticky goo   Our rope gives way   And then we crash   And make a splash   Inside her stew pot of glue      Quasi   Even if you're sticky slick   I'd stick with you      Through all the thin and thick   Closer than frack and frick   We two will do the trick   I'd stick with you      Fast as the clock can tick   I'd be there just as quick   No one I'd rather pick   I'd stick with you.