Sara Crazy Child

Sara Crazy Child

Is devouring all the street

With her pastel tortured dress

And her seductive bongo beat

Her skin's wild like the olives

And her body's bitter sweet

Still she's only just thirteen

And she's forgotten how to dream

Her brother the Juke Box King

With his venom mouthy sting

And his knowledge twisted hair

And his 1920s stare

He lives beneath the roadway

In a Minotaur's lair

In summer he's a young boy

But in winter he's a bear

Broken dusty mother

Her face melted just like wax

Her once gazelle-like features

Bloodied by the age-axe

The sepia picture postcard

Of the twosome of their own

Soulessly they submitted to

The guillotine of their home

Sara Crazy Child

Is devouring all the street

With her pastel tortured dress

And her seductive bongo beat

Her skin's wild like the olives

And her body's bitter sweet

Still she's only just thirteen

And she's forgotten how to dream