I had a problem I made it go away
I had a psycheness I made it go away
Direct her affect her or rather correct her
I think the trouble is that they'd rather dissect her
I had a problem I'll make it go away
Celluloid your one true mother
Edison your loving father
I'm making progress I'm feeling self-a**ured
I'm making progress of that you are a**ured
Direct her affect her or rather correct her
I think the trouble is that they'd rather dissect her
I'm making progress I'm told I am a**ured
Celluloid your one true mother
Edison your loving father
Black and white tie formal dinner
Keep yourself from getting thinner
Mary Pickford Marry Me No other girl will do
It doesn't really matter that you're dead
Sets my heart a'flickering when I set eyes on you
Tungsten kisses showering your head
Mary Pickford Murder Me No other girl will do
Join our hands in sickness and in d**h
We're all quite sane
Quite sane