This is the version from The Incredible Broadside Brass Bed Band's album, "The Great Grizzly Bear Hunt:"
Don't Cry, Lady, I'll Buy Your God-damned Violets (An Existential Lamentation in Three Acts)
Don't cry lady. I'll buy your goddamn violets, Don't cry lady. Your pencils too. Don't cry lady. Take off your colored glasses Hello mother, I knew it was you.
Hoorah (hoorah), hoorah (hoorah), My sister's gonna get hurt. Hoorah (hoorah), hoorah (hoorah), That dirty sex pervert. She used to do weird things to me when I was just a squirt, Hoorah, boys, they're gonna hurt my sister. So...
Don't cry lady. I'll buy your goddamn violets, Don't cry lady. Your pencils too. Don't cry lady. Take off your colored glasses Hello mother, I knew it was you.
Hoorah (hoorah), hoorah (hoorah), My cousin's gonna get hung. Hoorah (hoorah), hoorah (hoorah), That dirty son-of-a-gun. He was very weird to me and warped my personality Hoorah, they're gonna hang my cousin, so...
Don't cry lady. I'll buy your goddamn violets, Don't cry lady. Your pencils too. Don't cry lady. Take off your colored glasses Hello mother, I knew it was you.
Hoorah (hoorah), hoorah (hoorah), My brother's gonna be destroyed. Hoorah (hoorah), hoorah (hoorah), That dirty anthropoid. He used to do all the things to me he'd read out of Freud, Hoorah, they're gonna wreck my brother, so...
Don't cry lady. I'll buy your goddamn violets, Don't cry lady. Your pencils too. Don't cry lady. Take off your colored glasses Hello mother, I knew it was you.