finale 



You can be cautious or just a rebel 

Until the day the Lord kicks your bell 

Angel or devil who can unravel 

So just blow it all to hell

You can be lovely 

You can be ugly 

It aint no matter if you sing or bark 

'Cos where we all go 

Just poison ivy 

will grow wild on your heart

when you're arpind then I've gotta move