A Salty Dog
Your socks they smell
Your feet they stink
You never take a bath
Your nose it runs
You bust your buns
You always finish last
Sick! (Sick) Of!
(Of) Youuuuu.
I'm so sick, so sick of you [x2]
Your face is gross
You eat white toast
You don't know what to do
It's just your luck
You really suck
That's all - I'm sick of you
Sick! (Sick) Of!
(Of) Youuuuu.
I'm so sick, so sick of you [x2]
(Bring it down... I said bring it down! Thank you)
Don't ya know? So sick of you.
Things you say, and all the things you do. [x6]
Your feet they stink
You never take a bath
Your nose it runs
You bust your buns
You always finish last
Sick! (Sick) Of!
(Of) Youuuuu.
I'm so sick, so sick of you [x2]
Your face is gross
You eat white toast
You don't know what to do
It's just your luck
You really suck
That's all - I'm sick of you
Sick! (Sick) Of!
(Of) Youuuuu.
I'm so sick, so sick of you [x2]
(Bring it down... I said bring it down! Thank you)
Don't ya know? So sick of you.
Things you say, and all the things you do. [x6]
Silence
silent spirit walks before me
with her beauty and with her eyes
heaven help me
i feel i'm fading
i should rest here for a while
in the dreamtime I'm awakened
as my senses seize the night
heaven help me
i'm forsaken
i should rest here for a while
and lie in the bed you've made ophelia
dry are the lips that lost their taste of love
drown in the waters that would give you life
cry as this lamentation thrusts its knife
in silence
in silence
SILENCE