"Favourite Things" lyrics

Pictures of trees with a human head in 'em
Books about killers and where they're imprisoned
Little black dolls you can pull with a string
These are a few of my favorite things
Vengeance for those who aren't worthy of livin'
Knives with a blade that could give you incisions
Spiders with venomous fangs that can cling
These are a few of my favorite things

When the sun's up, when the spring comes
That's when I feel sad
When they tell me I'm not happy
But they don't understand

That these are favorite things
My favorite things
Just a few of my favorite things
My favorite things, yeah

Mysteries and mischief that needs to be figured
Text that'll grant me the keys to my visions
Black-painted violin, I'll make it sing
These are a few of my favorite things
High leather boots that don't cramp up my style
Serial killers, so, I can go find 'em
Bring 'em the justice, I know how they think
There are a few of my favorites things

When the sun's up, when the spring comes
That's when I feel sad
When they tell me I'm not happy
But they don't understand

That these are favorite things
My favorite things
Just a few of my favorite things
My favorite things, yeah

When the sun's up, when the spring comes
That's when I feel sad
When they tell me I'm not happy
But they don't understand

And that these are favorite things
My favorite things
Just a few of my favorite things
My favorite things, yeah
These are my favorite things
My favorite things
Just a few of my favorite things
My favorite things, yeah