Pearl - Babes In Toyland

Little Pearl she was this girl

Thoughts and notions in a whirl

This girl Pearl she was pretty quick

Found a stick, filled it thick with

Black sugar shit

Ole black glasses, spoonful molasses

Drinking wine, killing time

Burn it black with a candle, all bent at the handle

Devil spit makes me sick

Black sugar shit

She’s had a name, her name’s insane

Little maid picks away at her brain

To much disdain, her brain remained

To think thoughts all axe and mame and

Black sugar shit

Right, right

Black sugar, right

Wine, right

Off with their heads 'cause I’m staying in bed

Sick of the blackbird that shrieks in my head

Black sugar shit

Is shit