Wear wool
Waste your breath for wares without weight
Comb through yourself wary of ones with eight
Shear wool

Cracking backbone
Simmer the sea yeah you’re searching for salt
Sweat out your mine, harvest comes to a halt
Inchstone

Wool’s out, yeah silk is in, you should
Grow wings, your legs wear thin, come on let’s
Jump ship, we’ll dodge the squid, seasick
Vomit, spitting acid
All cry, you have no wool, over
Your eyes, nothing to pull, take the
Path that’s, as soft as silk, land to
Catch flies, spilt honey you milk

Blackboard
Drawing again but not by your hand
Push over the needle accept their spun stands
Trap door

At least
Hit the road, yeah it’s easy to do
Spreading our threads, a fly to follow suit
Resist

Wool’s out, yeah silk is in, you should
Grow wings, your legs wear thin, come on let’s
Jump ship, we’ll dodge the squid, seasick
Vomit, spitting acid
All cry, you have no wool, over
Your eyes, nothing to pull, take the
Path that’s, as soft as silk, land to
Catch flies, spilt honey you milk

(What is this garbage? Squid don’t just have 8 arms, they have 2 more tentacles. And yeah I get it, there’s salt in the sea so you’d think it would be easy to find. But there’s still that reference to sheep, and inch stones instead of milestones, and now something about strands and sewing? And what’s all this idiomatic rot about milk and honey and silk and flies doing?! This garbage is turning into cabbage! And whatever happened to the whole wolf thing?!? And where’s the parade?!?!?)

Wool’s out, yeah silk is in, you should
Grow wings, your legs wear thin, come on let’s
Jump ship, we’ll dodge the squid, seasick
Vomit, spitting acid
All cry, you have no wool, over
Your eyes, nothing to pull, take the
Path that’s, as soft as silk, land to
Catch flies, spilt honey you milk