Once upon a time there was a toy soldier and he lived in the play room

                    Once upon a time there was a toy soldier with a whip lash in his hand



                      And every night little girl sadie would take all her clothes off and wind up the toy soldier and he raised his whip and said

                    On your knees little sadie



                      Little sadie on your knees



                      Taste the whip and love might given likely



                      Taste the whip and bleed for me

                    Little sadie loved her little toy soldier



                      And she run home from school each day

                    Little sadie loved her little toy soldier



                      And she locked her door so she could play

                    Little sadie got ambitious



                      And wound the clockworks so to tighter



                      So he could whip her harder and harder

                    On your knees little sadie



                      Little sadie on your knees



                      Taste the whip and love might given likely



                      Taste the whip and bleed for me

                    One day sadie wound and wound



                      And wound and wound



                      And wound and wound

                    Til suddenly the little toy soldier spring, went. . .

                    (ugly, beat her to death)

                    Ahhhh

                    Cough, cough, cough