Alien Baby - Sex Gang Children

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Soul come alive

Mastadon tooth in a yellow suit

Soul come alive

Three legged fools and the chattering stools

Soul come alive

Alien Baby, slept in a jam jar

The mother of nations told me 'you'll go far'

So I’ll ban production for the broken hearted

For I’m all that’s left of the broken hearted

Love it to death or let it grow

Soul come alive

Tear up your shirt and rub it in the dirt

Soul come alive

Smack my foolish isolation

Soul come alive

Jump you mummy or stick to honey

Soul come alive

The serviceable villan

Did he let you down dad?

While fishermen and waiters fall prey to alligators

In the last great flash of civilisation

The Nashville boys walk through walls

Soul come alive

Like penguins on speed I take no heed

Soul come alive

Barrels of crude and walleroos!

Soul come alive

Alien baby, kept in a jam jar

The mother of nations told me 'you'll go far'

So I’ll ban production of the broken hearted

For I’m all that’s left of the broken hearted

No toys for the boys

Just bullets for the children

Said the ballerina

In a banana