Lump sat alone in a boggy marsh
Totally motionless except for her heart
Mud flowed up into Lump´s pajamas
She totally confused all the passing piranhas
She´s Lump, she´s Lump

She´s in my head
She´s Lump, she´s Lump, she´s Lump
She might be dead
Lump lingered last in line for brains,
And the ones she got were sort of rotten and insane
Small thing´s so sad that birds could land
Is Lump fast asleep or rockin´ out with the band?
She´s Lump, she´s Lump
She´s in my head
She´s Lump, she´s Lump, she´s Lump
She might be dead
Lump was limp and lonely and needed a shove
Lump slipped on a kiss and tumbled into love
She spent her twenties between the sheets
Life limped along at subsonic speeds
She´s Lump, she´s Lump
She´s in my head

She´s Lump, she´s Lump, she´s Lump
She might be dead
Is this Lump out of my head, I think so
Is this Lump out of my head, I think so, yeah
Is this Lump out of my head, I think so
Is this Lump out of my head...