Tweedle Dee And Tweedle Dum Lyrics

Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee They're throwing knives into the tree Two big bags of dead men's bones They've got their noses to the grind stones Living in the Land of Nod Trusting their fate to the hands of God They pass by so silently Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee Well, they're going to the country, they're going to retire They're taking a streetcar named desire Looking at a window with a pecan pie Lot of things they'd like they will never buy Neither of them want to turn and run And make a noise to the sun. "His master's voice is calling me," Said Tweedle Dum to Tweedle Dee Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum I have more than some They walk among the stately trees They know the secrets of the police Tweedle Dum said to Tweedle Dee, "Your presence is obnoxious to me, Feel like a baby sitting on a woman's knee." Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee Well, the rain beat down on a window pane I got love for you, and it's all in vain Brains in a pot, they're beginning to boil They're dripping with garlic and olive oil Tweedle Dee is on his hands and his knees Saying, "Tell me something, Mister, please!" "What's good for you is good for me," Said Tweedle Dum to Tweedle Dee. Well, they're living in a happy home in harmony Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee They're one day older and a dollar short They gotta pray for it in the police escort They're lying low and they're making hay They seem determined to go all the way They gonna break the entire company Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee Well, the timeless stream and the deathless mean?? And the noble truth is a sacred dream My pretty baby, she's looking around She's wearing a multi-thousand dollar gown Tweedle Dee is a low-down sorry old man Tweedle Dum, he'll stab you where you stand "I've had too much of your company," Said Tweedle Dum to Tweedle Dee.