Steve Gutteridge

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Marillion Songs

Song:

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"