Tickle me Pink, I’m rosy as a flushed red apple skin Except I’ve never been as sweet rolled around the orchard And found myself too awkward And tickle me green I’m too naive Pray for the people inside your head For they won’t be there when you’re dead Muffled out and pushed back down Pushed back to the leafy ground Time is too early, my hair it isn’t curly I wish I was home and tucked away When nothing goes right And the future’s dark as night What we need is a sunny, sunny day Don’t know where I can buy myself a brand new pair of ears Don’t know where I can buy a heart The one I’ve got is shoddy I need a brand new body And then I can have a brand new start Monsters in the valley and shootings in the ally And people fall flat at every turn There is no straight and narrow Offload your wheel-barrow And pick up your sticks and twigs to burn