Lyric

La da da da da,

I'm gonna bury you in the ground,

La da da da da,

I'm gonna bury you with my sound,

I'm gonna drink the red from your pretty pink face,

I'm gonna...

Bubblegum: (-Marceline! That's too distasteful!

Marceline: -Oh... You don't like that? Or do you just not like me!)

Sorry I don't treat you like a goddess,

Is that what you want me to do?

Sorry I don't treat you like you're perfect,

Like all your little loyal subjects do,

Sorry I'm not made of sugar,

Am I not sweet enough for you?

Is that why you always avoid me?

That must be such an inconvenience to you,

Well... I'm just your problem,

I'm just your problem,

It's like I'm not even a person, am I?

I'm just your problem

Well, I shouldn't have to justify what I do

I shouldn't have to prove anything to you

I'm sorry that I exist, I forget what landed me on your blacklist

But I shouldn't have to be the one that makes up with you

So... why do I want to?

Why do I want to...

To... bury you in the ground

And drink the blood from your... Ugh.

Let's go in the garden

You'll find something waiting

Right there where you left it

Lying upside down

When you finally find it

You'll see how it's faded

The underside is lighter

When you turn it around

Everything stays

Right where you left it

Everything stays

But it still changes

Ever so slightly

Daily and nightly

In little ways

When everything stays