the dresden dolls
slide
A late April day and it's sunny outside And a red little girl's at the top of a slide And an orange old man at the bottom Wants to take her for a ride  As she slips and she tumbles the orange man mumbles Pennies crash down from the sky And he tells her, he'll take her away where it's safe And of course it is a lie  She's a third the down and her skirts are yanked up And her little girl cheeks start to wrinkle But her smile is wide and her legs are spread wider Her hair growing long and her hips getting larger Past getting brighter Light growing weaker  She is halfway down now but the man is impatient Shakes change in his pocket he might have to wait But she's coming She's coming She's coming  Who are you blaming? They're just playing That's a good one, who left the playground A good decade before the bell rang?  As she starts to draw nearer the view becomes clearer The splinters are painful but she doesn't feel it The pennies were loaded and as they exploded She starts to spin out of control  Her eyes are now closing her sleeves are unrolling Up past her head and her veins are all showing Not that she noticed, she's thoroughly focused on One old man who's laughing Who's laughing Who's laughing  Don't worry, I've got you Don't worry, I've got you Don't worry, I've got you Don't worry, I've got you The orange man got you  A late April day and it's sunny outside And a red little girl's at the top of the slide And an orange old man at the bottom Wants to take her for a ride 