Regina Spektor

Aching to pupate
Aching to pup-p-p-pate
[repeats 4x]
pu-pupate, pu pate,
pu-pate, pu-pupate, pu pa-ate?
I should peddle butterflies
there's a shortage in the city,
I'll stand on the street corner
all myserious and giddy,
when the passers by pass by
I will open up my trenchcoat,
they will see the butterflies
dangling like fake rolexes?
Every morning I wake up
with a purpose and a smirk
I'll put on my fake moustache
I'll drink heineken eat cornflakes?
then I'll call my mum and dad
tell them that I'm doing fine,
or I'll write a tipsy letter