Smiling upwards with my feet planted
Feeling nice, Just a little slanted
I would show you the respect that's due
If I could just get my hands on you
But the world's off kilter, So I dance like it
Stumbling through its dull points and flashes
Yen is mine and I think I can make it
But you can't save me from someone else
Just to take me out yourself
Hey Madame Blavatsky
Maybe you could see another side
Hey Madame Blavatsky
Maybe you could see another side
She said "You no longer make me feel"
So I flayed myself and she felt real bad
Said she felt herself somedays
In so many words with nothing to say
I'd be better off dead she said "If the shoe fits...
And if it dosen't we'll find a way
You'd be suprised how it goes down so easy
Think of all fringe benefits, Think of all the money you'll save"
Hey Madame Blavatsky
Maybe you could see another side
Hey Madame Blavatsky
Maybe you could see another side
Into sensitivity and other rackets
We're offering good advice, and you'd better take it
Around here we take boredom in bouts
And there are plenty of ways to put your lights out
Better off dead-- it could be so nice
But we've never made this leap before
We'd be a little less slanted, a liitle less picturesque,
A little less involved with any luck
Hey Madame Blavatsky
Maybe you could see another side
Hey Madame Blavatsky
Maybe you could see another side