You’re...the...spunky girl of my nightmares, the woman of my fears
You’ll greet the blighting of the world by leading the pep-rally cheers
You listen to heavy industrial thrash with Powerpuff balls in your ears
Perky Goth (Perky Goth)...oh how I love you

You have a really good time hanging out with the angst-puppy ilk
You tattoo my eyelids so sweetly, then feed me cookies and milk
You bewail the loss of the ozone in a cheery voice like silk
Perky Goth (Perky Goth)...oh how I love you

I want to be close to you in the hour of doom (doom doom)
So I can drink in your aura of giddy gloom (gloom gloom)
Your parents think this is just a phase, and I suspect they’re right
You’re just not like the rest of us, howling out here in the night (ah-woo-oo)

You look so blissful and blasted in that tattered old black dress
You kiss me with your black lipstick on and stifle all my breath
You paint a yellow smiley face on your black Tongue Stud of Death
Perky Goth (Perky Goth)...oh how I love you

You rail against authority in ways that are safe and approved
You struggle over the problem of how to look both pert and bruised
You sleep with a blood-soaked vampire teddy bear ’cause he’s so gosh-darn cute
Perky Goth (Perky Goth)...oh how I love you

I want to be there when the daylight you merrily crush (crush crush)
’Cause your midnight miasma just melts me right into mush (mush mush)
If I had only you in a dank dark cave, there’s nothing I’d say that I missed
If I could only be sure you’re dimly aware that I exist (ah-woo-oo)

You flit through the crowd like a poison dart; are you looking my way?
Do you see me as a devoted slave who longs for your ghastly embrace
Or just as another trench-coated dork with fake fangs and a powdered face?
Perky Goth (Perky Goth)...say that you love me
Anyways...anyways...anywa-a-a-ays (ah-woo-oo-oo)

THE END