Mrs. Windfall

A different kind of melt down
Not the kind I like you know
I’m saying I was shut down
But the whole thing was a go
You know I don’t like your mother
That woman won’t leave me alone
So you told me to push her
Off a cliff then you started to moan

I thought I’z alright
You said I’m too thin
Thought I’z ok
But you won’t come in

A different kind of color
As I watched you from the door
I said I dealt with your brother
And I needed a little more
You said I’z like a closet
Just another place to hang around
You had told me to toss it
But I laid it on the ground

I thought I’z alright
You said I’m too thin
Thought I’z ok
But you won’t come in

I finally met your daddy
The guy was bigger than a tank
He called me a fatty-watty
He said I had myself to thank
I looked him in his eyeball
I saw something pretty weird
He looks like you Mrs. Windfall
Only bigger with a beard

I thought I’z alright
You said I’m too thin
Thought I’z ok
But you won’t come in
I know I’m alright
I know I’m too thin
I think your ok
Why won’t you please come in

Originally performed by Dining On Ashes