Finale

You can be cautious or just a rebel 
Until the day the Lord kicks your bell 
Angel or devil who can unravel 
So just blow it all to hell
You can be lovely 
You can be ugly 
It aint no matter if you sing or bark 
'Cos where we all go 
Just poison ivy 
will grow wild on your heart
when you're arpind then I've gotta move