If I could be anything in the world that flew   I would be a bat and come swooping after you   And if the last time you were here things were a bit askew      Well you know what happens after dark   When rattlesnakes lose their skins and their hearts   And all the missionaries lose their bark   Oh, all the trees are calling after you   And all the venom snipers after you   Are all the mountains bolder after you?      If I could be anyone of the things in this world that bite   Instead of an ocelot on a leash, I'd rather be a kite   And be tied to the end of your string   And flying in the air, babe, at night   Cause ou know what they say about honey bears   When you shave off all their baby hair   You have a hairy minded pink bare bear      And all the balls are rolling out for you   And stones are all erupting out for you   And all the cheap bloodsuckers are flying after you      Yesterday, Daisy Mae and Biff were grooving on the street   And just like in a movie, her hands became her feet   Her belly button was her mouth   Wich meant she tasted what she'd speak      But the funny thing is what happened to her nose   It grew until it reached all of her toes   Now when people say her feet they mean her nose      And curtains laced with diamonds dear for you   And all the Roman Noblemen for you   And kingdom's Christian Soldiers dear for you   And melting ice cap mountain tops for you   And knights in flamming silver robes for you   And bats that with a kiss turn prince for you   Swoop, Swoop   oh baby,   Rock Rock   Swoop, Swoop, Rock, Rock