In the next song about possession, Timmy and Bobby come upon me spraying myself with a hose. They don't know why I'm doing that.
The lyrics are:
Bad things are coming, bad things are comingThey're inside of me
There's a flame in my brain, and it's making lots of pain
It's inside of me
Water all over me
There's a town, and I frowned cuz I burnt it all down
If I spray myself down, maybe I can save the town
I will get the hose that waters that old rose
I want to sing about some water
With spraying things, my mind is not sure
Why it's a hose inside of my hand
Spraying my clothes inside of a rand-
om yearning to be all wet
My mind's learning that it has to fret
I'm spraying water on my head now
I say I'm not sure, but I'm dead now
Water all over me
Timmy and Bobby saw me, probably
My hose was sobbing, I have a problem
And their minds got scared
Of this wet affair
Water all over me
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