Cannibal Surf Babe — текст песни (marillion)

(music: marillion lyrics: steve hogarth & john helmer)



Well she tied me to the headboard with a surf leach

And her wet hair hugged her body like a long-lost friend

And I really tried my best to get across to her

But nothing she would say could be defended



Well her birthday suit it was her only present

When I looked into her eyes - no history

And I told her eating people wasnt pleasant

But she laughed a snake eye laugh and walked away from me



I watched her as she walked across the coals

I watched her as she walked across the coals



She was singing: I was born in nineteen sixty weird

And I am your nightmare surfer babe

Mr. wilson wheres your sandbox and your beard

Are you still looking for the perfect microwave



So I did my best to try and get across her

I said: "one day every pebble hits the beach"

And I kissed her face and held her like a long-lost friend

But she was too far out there to be reached



She was singing: I was born in nineteen sixty weird

Im your nightmare surfer babe

Mr. wilson wheres your sandbox and your beard

Are you still looking for that perfect microwave?



And the sun came up over the mountain

And the waves rolled in across the bay

And the fabulous brightly coloured birds flew up out of the forest

And she said "well were all heavens beautiful children livin together in paradise

Lie down my dear... youre going to enjoy this"



She looked like shed had sex

With a tyrranosaurus rex



She was singing: I was born in nineteen sixty weird

Im your nightmare surfer babe

Mr. wilson wheres your sandbox and your beard

Are you still looking for that perfect microwave?



And I watched her as she walked across the coals

And I watched her as she walked across the coals