Green Idiot

Now please let me show you how we shed our skin

I'm wanting to tell you why I've been so thin

It started when you lied and them I sinned

I wanted to paint with your blood, fuchsin

I tell them and tell them and beg them and them to deny slander

To this very day it still haunts me, they chirr

The day I met up with the green men to confer

They told me to apprise everything, of her

I display a knowledge, a full blown analysis, on your tall tales

The one representing a black hole, it's you