歌曲 | Cannibal Surf Babe |
歌手 | Marillion |
专辑 | The Best Of Both Worlds |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Helmer, Hogarth, Kelly, Mosley ... | |
(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 wasn't 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 where's 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 | |
I'm your nightmare surfer babe | |
Mr. wilson where's 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 we're all heaven's beautiful children livin' together in paradise | |
Lie down my dear... you're going to enjoy this" | |
She looked like she'd had sex | |
With a tyrranosaurus rex | |
She was singing: i was born in nineteen sixty weird | |
I'm your nightmare surfer babe | |
Mr. wilson where's 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 |
zuo ci : Helmer, Hogarth, Kelly, Mosley ... | |
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 longlost 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 wasn' t 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 where' s 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 longlost friend | |
But she was too far out there to be reached | |
She was singing: i was born in nineteen sixty weird | |
I' m your nightmare surfer babe | |
Mr. wilson where' s 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 we' re all heaven' s beautiful children livin' together in paradise | |
Lie down my dear... you' re going to enjoy this" | |
She looked like she' d had sex | |
With a tyrranosaurus rex | |
She was singing: i was born in nineteen sixty weird | |
I' m your nightmare surfer babe | |
Mr. wilson where' s 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 |
zuò cí : Helmer, Hogarth, Kelly, Mosley ... | |
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 longlost 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 wasn' t 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 where' s 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 longlost friend | |
But she was too far out there to be reached | |
She was singing: i was born in nineteen sixty weird | |
I' m your nightmare surfer babe | |
Mr. wilson where' s 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 we' re all heaven' s beautiful children livin' together in paradise | |
Lie down my dear... you' re going to enjoy this" | |
She looked like she' d had sex | |
With a tyrranosaurus rex | |
She was singing: i was born in nineteen sixty weird | |
I' m your nightmare surfer babe | |
Mr. wilson where' s 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 |