Force Of Nature

She's got everything she needs and it isn't you

A cosmetic arsenal a bucket of glue

Signs on her back that say Keep on the grass

Powerful liquor in a hip flask

Coins from the commonwealth Doubloons from the sea

A knife in her boot heel A Bonsai tree

Ice cream in her pocket Diamonds from her fence

It all works like clockwork It all makes sense

To a force of nature, force of nature, force of nature

That's what she is

With her clouded leopard on a leash in the shed

A vicious black rodent she calls Fred

She keeps her diary under the bed

but there's nothin' in it 'cause it's all in her head

Walkin' round London with foreign banknotes

throwin' silver nunchucks at cab drivers throats

Being invisible Being obscene

Being the person you wish you'd been

But inside her heart There's a kid locked away in a room