You and me are the disease
And the germs are spreading
Use me like Listerine
Keeping your breath fresher
Feel the stroke of your paintbrush
My blank sheet of paper
I'm your book of the month
Read the fine print later

We'll invent new four letter words
(You are the bitter)
[I am the sweet]
Run through the fields
Sing with the birds
(You are the griddle)
[I am the meat]

I'll turn you on like the electric company
(You are the bitter)
[I am the sweet]
Flick on the switch
And light your pilot light
(You are the griddle)
[I am the meat]


You and me are the disease
And the germs are spreading
Use me like Listerine
Keeping your breath fresher
Feel the stroke of your paintbrush
My blank sheet of paper
I'm your book of the month
Read the fine print later

We'll laugh away our golden years
(You are the bitter)
[I am the sweet]
We'll line the clouds
With silver tears
(You are the griddle)
[I am the meat]

You and me are the disease
And the germs are spreading
Use me like Listerine
Keeping your breath fresher
Feel the stroke of your paintbrush
My blank sheet of paper
I'm your book of the month
Read the fine print later

You and me are the disease
And the germs are spreading
Use me like Listerine
Keeping your breath fresher
Feel the stroke of your paintbrush
My blank sheet of paper
I'm your book of the month
Read the fine print later

You are the bitter, I am the sweet
You are the griddle, I am the meat
You are the trick, I am the treat
You are the circus, I am the freak

You are the bitter, I am the sweet
You are the griddle, I am the meat
You are the trick, I am the treat
You are the circus, I am the freak