Lyrics A Weasel, His Crush, and Her Prince - Cara Neir

A Weasel, His Crush, and Her Prince

His heart is uplifted, he himself is elated
Her hand is in his
Without, life does not exist
She makes his day without a doubt
The rosie they ring around holds secrets
«There's something about that Ryan
Staring at my Lily
She likes him too??»
Ted drops her hand in mid-trot, a ferret’s gangly body crashing into him as he
stands there
Then Ted walks away, he knows what he must do, «I'm crud to her!
«, he sobs out loud
His cabin is full of unmarked jars with pills, grabbing one and crushing the
capsules
And after brewing lunch tea he ambles along the trail back to camp to poison
them all
Everybody drinks and everybody sings, aha ha it’s all so funny, heathens
«I can’t believe it’s this again»