Lyrics & Music: Grace Slick      So we all went through the wall   No one uses doors anymore   We all want to be that small   We can't fit if we're fat and that's all      chorus      Some days you do   Anything anything looks good to do   Some days hardly smiling boy   Well your tongue's so thin it makes no noise   I just don't hear a sound         Don't start pulling it apart   If you can't put it back together again   Don't you roll over in your bed too fast   Land on the floor in nothing but your cold bare skin      chorus      Some days you do   Anything anything looks good to do   Some days hardly smiling boy   Well your tongue's so thin it makes no noise   I just don't hear a sound