Ever since I was a little baby   Had the devil on my mind   Two dimensional Satan on the wall   And the thread would start to wind       Hold me closer   Move aside Mr. Wilson   Please move aside       In the sand the circle getting bigger   Till it all gets out of hand   On the mountain.. let go of the angel   And to my mom I ran       Hold me closer       Any day.. yesterday.. there's tomorrow to say   Let's forget it anyway   Can you try to understand...   What's this mark upon my hand       My nose was held shut and my mouth open   With a spoon shoved down my throat   One little piggy walking with a pumpkin   And a mustard headed goat       Hold me closer   Please move aside Mr. Wilson   Would you please move aside       Hey Betty May, it's summertime in Jersey   Don't you know the kids will freeze   Please don't pop your eyes out for me deary   Cause the man behind you sees       Hold me closer       Anyday... yesterday... there's tomorrow to say   Let's forget it anyway   Can you try to understand...   What's this mark upon my hand?       At the bottom of a box of five black markers   Is a buried Swedish pen   If at Thanksgiving... if you want to see me   Then you better be my kin       Hold me closer   For the love of god, Mr. Wilson   For the love of god       Anyday... yesterday... there's tomorrow to say   Let's forget it anyway   Can you try to understand   What's this mark upon my hand   Would you sing a song for me   'Cause I broke your rosary