Whatever color Penelope's dress is
today--
Life is just as absurd as high fashion.
She rises, she rises, she rises up your spine
Like a spider
Because we like what we like for good reasons
But we all know that's empty
Well, not really empty but it's just what you are,
So there is that, whatever that is.

So it gives you this suspenseful feeling, you know,
Almost like a spider creeping.

Because we know it's empty.

Or, whatever.