Marillion
Marillion - Cannibal Surf Babe lyrics
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And get beat up Well, she tied me to the headboard with a surf leash 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 And 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'm your nightmare surfer babe Mister Wilson, where's your sandbox and your beard? Are you still looking for the perfect microwave? So I really tried my best to get across to 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 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 sun came up over the mountain And the waves rolled in from across the bay And the fabulous brightly coloured birds flew up out of the forest And she said, "Well! We're all just heaven's beautiful children together in Paradise "Lie down, my dear, you're going to enjoy this." She looked like she'd had sex With a tyrannosaurus rex She was singing: I was born in nineteen-sixty-weird 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? I was born in nineteen-sixty-weird Mister Wilson, I'm your nightmare surfer babe, old man Mister Wilson, where's your sandbox and your beard? Are you still looking for the perfect microwave? And I watched her as she walked across the coals And I watched her as she walked across the coals