Madonna! You can't be in our closet band!
Cuz! We're in a closet
Hey Madonna! you suck! you suck!
We don't need your fashion show
We don't fit in the places you go
Madonna asked if she could be in our band and we said NO!
We're in a closet
We're a closet

We made a world in here, we got plenty to wear
Sick and tired of breathing bad air
Needing a change in the atmosphere
We hide away in a place that's small
But there's no wiggle room, so it makes us feel tall
A tiny space filled with tiny kids
Our brains are little, but our thoughts are big
so so so so so big!

In here our minds are free
Floating around with the dust bunnies
In the closet
We learned your rules and now we're done with them
We don't want a part in your pretention
Necessity is the mother of invention
We put ourselves away
It's dark in time of day
In here it's like another dimension
But it's a closet

We made a world in here, we got plenty to wear
Sick and tired of breathing bad air
Needing a change in the atmosphere
We hide away in a place that's small,
But there's no wiggle room so it makes us feel tall
A tiny space filled with tiny kids
Our brains are little, but our thoughts are big
SO SO SO SO SO BIG

It's a small world after all

No tune: we've broken all our strings
No room: this place is shrinking.
The good air's all gone
Maybe we were wrong
About the closet
Obsessed with a life of prevention
Now closet is the necessity of invention
The sun is brighter than this little light bulb
And we're starting to forget what we're missing

We're in a closet
And we've lost it