bird on the road with the jellyfish brain beetle brown eyes stay in the right lane dog at the end of the street laughs loud all the little critters lying on the ground staring up at the placid blue of an october sky my grizzly bear i dont care i dont care if youre grisly girl with a dress has a soft stuffed cub so does the man with a job at the pub crocodile leather ive won this game but picking bones is such a pain staring up at the placid blue of an october sky my grizzly bear i dont care i dont care if youre grisly now im caught between your deadly arms i dont wanna start a fight with my glass eyeballs and my cleared out brain i still cant see whats right my grizzly bear i dont care i dont care if youre grisly my grizzly bear i dont care i dont care if youre grisly