
MIU S4E25 Cannibal Surf Babe by Marillion
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Let’s meet up 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
Singing: I was born in nineteen sixty weird
And I’m your nightmare surfer babe
Mr. Wilson where’s your sandbox and your beard
‘You still looking for the perfect microwave?
So I really did 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
To be reached
She was too far out there
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
‘You still looking for the 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 living together in paradise
Lie down my dear... you’re going to enjoy this”
And she looked like she’d had sex
With a Tyrannosaurus Rex
Singing: I was born in nineteen sixty weird, old man
I’m your nightmare surfer babe
Mr. Wilson where’s your sandbox and your beard
‘You still looking for that perfect microwave?
Perfect microwave
And I watched her as she walked across the coals...
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 living together in paradise
Lie down my dear... you have enjoyed this”