What's the fuss, puss
 Lust dust on the cusp of the [bad word] 
 I must, I must, I must not
 Fluxus

 Shyness, penniless, mindless, coward
 You ain’t, you ain’t nothing good
 You ain’t, you ain’t, no you ain’t

 Clementine
 Won’t you give me a sign
 Made of twine
 It’s the end of the line
 Well I’m fine, I’m fine, I’m lying
 I’m falling, I’m drowning, drowning
 Well I should, I should
 I should plot against you
 You blissful, kissful, pitiful, coward

 You ain’t, you ain’t nothing good
 You ain’t, you ain’t, no you ain’t
 No you ain’t

Well I should, I should
 I should plot against you
 You blissful, kissful, pitiful, coward

 You ain’t, you ain’t nothing good
 You ain’t, you ain’t, no you ain’t

 Oh won't you let me be
 Won't you let me be

 Let me, let me be
 Let me be what I want to be
 Move away, [bad word] clay
 And let me say
 Don't you play with me
 With me, now don't you play with me
 I warn you