Marillion - Cannibal Surf Babe
Let's Meet Up
Well, She Tied Me To The Headboard With A Surf Leash
And Get Beat Up
And Her Wet Hair Hugged Her Body Like A Long-lost Friend
But Nothing She Would Say Could Be Defended
And I Really Tried My Best To Get Across To Her
Well, Her Birthday Suit It Was Her Only Present
When I Looked Into Her Eyes - No History
And I Told Her Eating People Wasn't Pleasant
And I Watched Her As She Walked Across The Coals
But She Laughed A Snake-eye Laugh And Walked Away From Me
I Watched Her As She Walked Across The Coals
She Was Singing:
And I'm Your Nightmare Surfer Babe
I Was Born In Nineteen-sixty-weird
Mister Wilson, Where's Your Sandbox And Your Beard?
Are You Still Looking For The Perfect Microwave?
I Said, "one Day Every Pebble Hits The Beach"
So I Really Tried My Best To Get Across To Her
And I Kissed Her Face And Held Her Like A Long-lost Friend
But She Was Too Far Out There To Be Reached
I Was Born In Nineteen-sixty-weird
She Was Singing:
Mister Wilson, I'm Your Nightmare Surfer Babe
Mister Wilson, Where's Your Sandbox And Your Beard?
Are You Still Looking For The Perfect Microwave?
And The Waves Rolled In From Across The Bay
And The Sun Came Up Over The Mountain
And The Fabulous Brightly Coloured Birds Flew Up Out Of The Forest
Paradise
And She Said, "well! We're All Just Heaven's Beautiful Children Together In
"lie Down, My Dear, You're Going To Enjoy This."
She Looked Like She'd Had Sex
With A Tyrannosaurus Rex
I Was Born In Nineteen-sixty-weird
She Was Singing:
Mister Wilson, Where's Your Sandbox And Your Beard?
Mister Wilson, I'm Your Nightmare Surfer Babe
Are You Still Looking For The Perfect Microwave?
I Was Born In Nineteen-sixty-weird
Are You Still Looking For The Perfect Microwave?
Mister Wilson, Where's Your Sandbox And Your Beard?
Mister Wilson, I'm Your Nightmare Surfer Babe, Old Man
And I Watched Her As She Walked Across The Coals And I Watched Her As She Walked Across The Coals
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