A World of Polka Dots
Lost in a field of polka dots
Everybody wants to fall in love and forget themselves
Walls and curtains
Everything you're frightened of is covered in polka dots
Swollen pumpkins, sweet potato phalluses
Nothing to be frightened of now
And all you wanna do is paint
Over everything you hate
To obliterate the adult world with your tiny spots
Walls and curtains
Everything you're frightened of is covered in polka dots
Swollen pumpkins, sweet potato phalluses
Nothing to be frightened of now
There is a world of polka dots where everything disappears
You make the most beautiful things out of your fears
You're not afraid to be afraid, I only wish I was too
But I'd be too afraid to dream the things you do
Holes, billions of tiny holes
Everybody knows that macaroni is evil
Walls and curtains
Everything you're frightened of is covered in polka dots
Swollen pumpkins, sweet potato phalluses
Nothing to be frightened of now
There is a world of polka dots where everything disappears
You make the most beautiful things out of your fears
You're not afraid to be afraid, I only wish I was too
But I'd be too afraid to dream the things you do
There is a world of polka dots where everything disappears
You make the most beautiful things out of your fears
You're not afraid to be afraid, I only wish I was too
But I'd be too afraid to dream the things you do
Everybody wants to fall in love and forget themselves
Walls and curtains
Everything you're frightened of is covered in polka dots
Swollen pumpkins, sweet potato phalluses
Nothing to be frightened of now
And all you wanna do is paint
Over everything you hate
To obliterate the adult world with your tiny spots
Walls and curtains
Everything you're frightened of is covered in polka dots
Swollen pumpkins, sweet potato phalluses
Nothing to be frightened of now
There is a world of polka dots where everything disappears
You make the most beautiful things out of your fears
You're not afraid to be afraid, I only wish I was too
But I'd be too afraid to dream the things you do
Holes, billions of tiny holes
Everybody knows that macaroni is evil
Walls and curtains
Everything you're frightened of is covered in polka dots
Swollen pumpkins, sweet potato phalluses
Nothing to be frightened of now
There is a world of polka dots where everything disappears
You make the most beautiful things out of your fears
You're not afraid to be afraid, I only wish I was too
But I'd be too afraid to dream the things you do
There is a world of polka dots where everything disappears
You make the most beautiful things out of your fears
You're not afraid to be afraid, I only wish I was too
But I'd be too afraid to dream the things you do
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Writer(s): Jonathan Mark Owen, Peter John Hobbs
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