I used to know a fisherman
Who loved to hunt the sea for sharks
He′d gut them with a crooked grin.And shake their entrails
Out into the foaming sea.
Then came to pass an angry turn of fate.
A shark capcised his trolling boat
The fisherman was tossed out with his bate
And felt those dager teeth sink into his skull.
The wounds released his blood into the sea and too he float along with it
The fisherman drew his knife out of his sleeve
And cut the lip line, separating tooth from gum
He rode the vicious corpse back to the port
A crown of shark teeth on his head
The long shore men, in fear and awe
They called him devil, called him god
And they called him
Princess Andy
With a knife at his fingertips
Princess Andy
He'll cut a smile on your lips
I met him in a bar that night
And he was sodden as a fish
He offered me a sip of squid and gin
He said:
"Let′s celebrate, the devil wants us all to live!"
And we've been we've been though the empty avenues
As of our tenets, bolt the doors, I bade farewell
Cause′ I was leaving for the noon
He said:
"Poseidon plays the fates, I bet we′ll see each other soon,"
I walked the trolley tracks back to my room
A fog creeping in like a barge
I watched the canal waters stretching out the moon
Curling its reflection
Like the friendly disposition of:
Princess Andy
With a knife at his fingertips
Princess Andy
He'll cut a smile on your lips
A cataract sun and ravens on the sails
As we pulled anchor from the docks by afternoon the sky was spewing hail
The captain went right overboard upended by the gale
I head the main mast groan before it tipped
Sails akimbo, as it fell it drove the deck into the belly of the ship
Waves swarmed us like hyenas
Scrapping for a carcass
And I woke floating as the first moon beam fell onto Andy′s silver smile
His face grew dim as the blade slipped from his teeth
He grabbed my outstretched hand
Ohhhhhh
Princess Andy
With a knife at his finger tips
Princess Andy
He'll cut a smile on your lips
A body floats in the water, strange and pink
The sharks are angling for a meal
Andy′s there too stroking all their fins
One, two, three, four
Princess Andy
With a knife at his finger tips
Princess Andy
He'll cut a smile on your
Princess Andy
With a knife at his finger tips
Princess Andy
He′ll cut a smile on your lips
