Wicker Braids

Hi, my little naked man I saw you there looking sad Face so lost, petrified Timid twitch in your wide eyes My oh my, such strange supplies Many spoons all in a pile Did you bend ‘em with your mind? Precious, precious, right right right [Chorus] Honey honey, don’t you cry It’s a ruse, all these creatures are a lie Funny bunny, it’s alright I clap my hands, and they’re gone into the night [Verse 2] Wiggle toes on wicker braids Hanging with their nails so frayed Mini fruits, all bone dry And a cape, black tie-dyed I bet I can make you smile In the pools of moonlight Watch this little trick of mine Say with me this tiny rhyme [Chorus] Honey honey, don’t you cry It’s a ruse, all these creatures are a lie Funny bunny, it’s alright I clap my hands, and they’re gone into the night [Outro] Take my hand, take my hand, take my hand, take my hand Take my hand, take my hand, take my hand, take my hand Take my hand, take my hand, take my hand, take my hand Take my hand, take my hand, take my hand, take my hand Take my hand, take my hand, take my hand, take my hand. (Solo) Take my hand, take my hand, take my-- (swell) haaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaa haaaa