She's Your Baby

Janey came back from the stand, smiling
 With the writing of Kafka in hand
 And a bunny in a can, slipping and sliding
 You feel yourself asking her
 Why would you want me to try?
 Squeezing your wrist and she's pulling you closer
 Down where the devils are dying with laughter
 Then led to a place where there's no form of pleasure
 She blows you a kiss from her lips
 She's your baby
 She's your baby
 She's your baby
 Those below us can not be renounced
 'Cause they're talking
 And for once I wish they'd shut up their mouths
 Lock their doors and stay in the house
 And while you're inside there
 You might want to question the fact
 That you're not quite the same
 And look to the room where she's keeping so quiet
 A million layers of crust and deposit
 Blanket the seasons and bury the reasons
 You told her that this was for good
 She's your baby
 She's your baby
 She's your baby