Track Title:               Lump

Album Title:               90's Pop Hits, disc 2
Prime Artist:              The Presidents of The United States of America

Lump sat alone in a boggy marsh
Totally emotionless except for her heart
Mud flowed up into Lump's pajamas
She's totally confused all the passing piranhas
She's Lump  She's Lump  She's in my head
   (She might be dead)
Lump lingered last in line for brains
And the ones she got were sorta rotten and insane
Small thing so small so sad that birds could land
Is Lump fast asleep or rocking out with the band?
She's Lump...
Lump was limp and lonely and needed a shove
Lump slipped on a kiss and stumbled into love
She spent her 20's between the sheets
And life limped along at subsonic speeds
Is this Lump outta my head (I think so)..