I was born much too early ' surely, surely prematurely|But I already knew that I wanted more by the time the placenta hit the floor||And it wasn't too much later, lying inside my incubator|Clenching my tiny newborn fists, trying to slit my little newborn wrists||So I went to see the rabbi. I said 'rabbi, why why why why why?'|He said 'I've read the Torah and I've read the Talmud. You get born, you meet some people & then you die.'||He said 'everybody has a tiny Pope inside their head!|Go forth and multiply ' that's all the tiny Pope ever says.'||Then he said 'cause after all is said and done, from womb to tomb and sperm to worm|There's nothing much else to do, so you've got to do what you've got to do:||Dance, dance, dance, and romance|You just can't help but dance|Dance, dance, dance, and romance|Take off your pants and dance|