And sugar and spikes and neon nights
Walks in lights, in chains coughin' smoke-whoopin' hope
Cardinal sky rush by
Falls bark in dark, all back in dark
Lies steam stale shoes move broom in pale
Moon in a dime store sale
Sugar and spikes and everything nice and everything nice and crazy
That's what little worlds are made of, lady
I'm paid up in home in my new Friday's house
There's no H on my faucet, there's no bed for my mouse
My punch and grow mind is in diamond back time
Now it's king for a day with my lady look fine
Got my peakin' up hat and my caramel mask
Tremelo car, got my speidel wrist round my honey
Goin' to see the navy-blue Vicar
Paul, Peter and missus Wray flicker

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Writer(s): Don Van Vliet