There are butter walls out there...
Sometimes salty, sometimes just wall

There are butter walls out there
But not all walls are butter,
And not all butters are wall
Some are circles
Some are in my sandwich

You love the butter walls
...Even when the butter walls don't like you

That's why these walls are made of butter
To cob the corn you eat
To melt when air is heat

Promise the water-bowls that cry
We'll live in the butter walls
To live a butter life