Sarah Crazy Child

Sarah crazy child is devouring all the streets

With her pastel dotted dress

And her seductive bongo-beat

Her skin is wild like the olives

And her body's bitter sweet

Still she's only just thirteen

And she's forgotten how to dream

Brother, the juke-box King

With his venom mildly sting, yeah

And his knowledge twisted hair

And his 1920's stare

Lives beneath the roadway

In a manner to his lair

In summer he's a young boy

But in winter he's a bear

Broken dusty mama

Her face melted just like wax

Her once gazelle like features

Blooded by the Ajax

Received your picture postcard

Of the twosome of the one

Solely [Incomprehensible] submitted

To guillotine of their home