The chief elf norman saidGutter sweatSplendid droplets on stringsHis toes were clovenHis teeth were squirly and pointyKnee cups curlyDing click rings on earsNorman jumped aboutOn all four cornersNorman twirled around his golden thronesWhitewall tyres were a lifetime from his thoughts [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/f/fall/elf_prefix.html ]
