Through an Aquarium - Eliza Rickman

«Good luck,» said the nightmare

So pretty but I already have

A house with a top hat and coatrack

Well, your hand’s on his shoulder

You never did have feelings

And oh, you’d best get along

You’d better run

Her heart’s got a picture frame

I guess you fit quite nicely

Although she’s hardly young enough for you

Don’t get any older

You’ll never get to feel this again

And oh, you get along

You’d better run

Girl, you never run away from boys who always get away

Girl, you’d better run away from boys who always steal away

«Good luck,» said the nightmare

So pretty but I already have

A house with a top hat and coatrack

Well, your hand’s on his shoulder

You never did have feelings, did you?

And oh, you’d best get along

Said oh, you’d best get along

You’d best get along