I Killed The Cuckoo

Geraldine Fibbers

With your pussy lite feather flight lonely

Hour later I killed the cuckoo

The clock is dead once and for all

Till the next time I run in with you



Doesn't her smile smack of starvation

Her legs outstretched towards her salvation

In a word it's suicide like everything else



No no no no baby doll

Don't take no for an answer baby doll

Take your pill and wash it down with perfume

I'm in bed ready to be exhumed



You might think I hate you...



Got a strong true heart blue heart baby smart

Lay me lower than I prayed for sweety heart

In the end you crash into a milk truck

I can see it in the tea leaves you're fucked.



Doesn't her smile smack of starvation

Her legs outstretched towards her salvation

In a word it's suicide like everything else



You might think I hate you...



Doesn't her smile smack of starvation

Her legs outstretched towards her salvation

In a word it's suicide like everything else



With your pussy lite feather flight lonely

Hour later I killed the cuckoo