Tiny Head

And Stephan, your head’s just a petri dish

I can see everything squirming inside, it’s got nowhere to hide It all seems pretty unpleasant

I think you might be just what we need, so come with me

I’ve seen the way you prowl around,

Looking for something that doesn’t exist

So hear me out, I think we can provide a little structure To an otherwise lowly life, how about it?

Tiny head

Did you really have to go so far Steph?

I admire the moxie, but someone has to clear that up So lay low, for at least a little while

You’re not exactly a hard man to spot, on account of...

Tiny head

Heaven is an easy exit, Hell is an empty house