I want to celebrate this, wet the baby... wet the baby's head Tickle me pink, you're such a heart-breaker; hip-shaker, make a move. Here's a thought Worth comprehending, do you believe in creating your own destiny? Strapped in red leather, keep your feathers to yourself Lift the scalpel off my chest, this is almost hilarious Tickle me pink, you're such a shoe-gazer; hell-raiser, don't you entertain the notion All cat, no claws you're the truth, you're the fiction, juxtaposed at opposite ends We are the past; we are each other, we are the world; we are the future Keep your feathers to yourself, lift the scalpel off my chest