Tweedle dum and tweedle dee
Theyre throwin knives into the tree
Two big bags of dead mans bones
Got their noses to the grind stone
Livin in the land of nod
Trustin their fate to the hands of god
They pass by so silently
Tweedle dum and tweedle dee
Well, theyre goin to the country, theyre goin to retire
Theyre takin a streetcar named desire
Lookin at a window with a pecan pie
Lot of things theyd like they would never buy
Neither of them want to turn and run
Theyre makin a voyage to the sun
His masters voice is calling me
Said tweedle dum to tweedle dee
Tweedle dee and tweedle dum
Ill have more than some
They walk among the stately trees
They know the secrets of the police
Tweedle dum said to tweedle dee,
Your presence is obnoxious to me.
Feel like baby sittin on a womans knee.
Tweedle dum and tweedle dee
Well, the rain beatn down on a window pane
I got love for you, and its all in vain
Brains in a pot, theyre beginning to boil
Theyre drippin with garlic and olive oil
Tweedle dee is on his hands and his knees
Sayin, throw me something, mister, please!
Whats good for you is good for me,
Said tweedle dum to tweedle dee.
Well, theyre living in a happy harmony
Tweedle dum and tweedle dee
Theyre one day older and a dollar short
They got a parade permit and a police escort
Theyre lyin low and theyre makin hay
They seem determined to go all the way
They run a brick n tile company
Tweedle dum and tweedle dee
Well, a childish dream is a deathless need
And a noble truth is a sacred creed
My pretty baby, shes looking around
Shes wearin a forty-thousand dollar gown
Tweedle dee is a low down sorry old man
Tweedle dum hell stab you where you stand
Ive had too much of your company,
Said tweedle dum to tweedle dee.
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