She draws scratchy pen and ink women and cats She looks like any old lady dressed in another time hat Walking to the shops, thinking of dead things that rhyme She’s with another time You might see her over there Stevie’s not waving but drowning Normal people in the park beat with monkey hearts And she draws on them with cries and smiles And one day we’ll all be done in But it’s more about the living You might see her over there Stevie’s not waving but drowning They say that she’s obsessed about death and that But what else do you laugh at? While you live your live she don’t care She won’t be possessed and that’s why She’s stood over there And Stevie’s not waving but drowning
She draws scratchy pen and ink women and cats She looks like any old lady dressed in another time hat Walking to the shops, thinking of dead things that rhyme She’s with another time You might see her over there Stevie’s not waving but drowning Normal people in the park beat with monkey hearts And she draws on them with cries and smiles And one day we’ll all be done in But it’s more about the living You might see her over there Stevie’s not waving but drowning They say that she’s obsessed about death and that But what else do you laugh at? While you live your live she don’t care She won’t be possessed and that’s why She’s stood over there And Stevie’s not waving but drowning
