It got away, yea, it got away
It got away, yea, it got away
And sent him down the crooked street
I saw Satan on the beach trying to catch a ray
With melting wax and feathers brown and he tasted it on his way down
He wasn't quite the speed of light and the squirming coil
It got away, yea, it got away
Forge the coin and lick the stamp, little jimmy's off to camp
Stun the puppy, burn the whale, bark a scruff and go to jail
It got away, yea, it got away
It got away, yea, it got away
The muscles flex the mother's ring, they fasten children to her king
The sun tips off the monarch's suit from sequined sash to shiny boot
I'd like to lick the coil some day like Icarus, who had to pay
When he returns, the birth's complete
It got away, yea, it got away
Jimmy holds the tannis root, the forest's tasty nectar shoot
