I've called Persephone By the name purse-a-phone And Greek goddesses aren't what You grab when leaving home My phone's inside my purse Purse-a-phone would like it there Like Hades' lair I pray Greek gods don't see me Butchering names and not believing But I'll mispronounce and mis-accent for infinity There isn't much that you could do to stop me Six pomegranate seeds, winter in Greece Please don't visit me, Persephone And I've said "protestant" just like pro-test-ant too And it's not a word, let alone a church That you could send donations to Who needs mistakes and stupid phrases that aren't real anyway? If I'da known I'd mess up this many times Then I'd shut up for the rest of my life But I'll mispronounce and mis-accent for infinity There isn't much that you could do to stop me Six pomegranate seeds, winter in Greece Please don't visit, Purse-phone What if I don't Let 'em know that I don't know anything Because I don't Even know anything But I'll mispronounce and mis-accent for infinity There isn't much that you could do to stop me Six pomegranate seeds, winter in Greece Please don't visit me, please don't visit Hey, I'll mispronounce and mis-accent for infinity There isn't much that you could do to stop me Six pomegranate seeds, winter in Greece Please don't visit me, please don't visit I'll mispronounce and mis-accent for infinity There isn't much that you could do to stop me Six pomegranate seeds, winter in Greece Please don't visit me, Perseph-en-phone