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The Birthday Party

She’s Hit



Lyrics

There is woman - pie in here
Mr. evangelist says shes hit
The best cook ya ever had
Ya cant blame the good woman now, dad
And ya locked him up for twenty years
Now theres action on the basement stairs now
A monster half-man half-beast grind
Hear the hatchet (grind grind)
The pilgrim gets one hacked daughter
And all we get are forty hack reporters
Uptown one hundred skirts are bleeding
And mr. evangelist says

Shes hit evry little bit
Shes hit evry little bit
Shes hit evry little bit
Shes hit shes hit shes hit shes hit

Now if only we could all grow wings and fly
Sweet hatchet swing low son
Im feeling mighty lonesome
Christen the bastard jack dad
The head-shrinker is a quack
Anyone anyone whod wear their hair like that
The vinyl is so cool but the conversations cruel
Hold my head romeo its in a rodeo
Hold my heart daddy-o it just wont go-o-o-o
Hold my heart romeo its in a rodeo
Hold my head daddy-o it just wont go-o-o-o
And all the girls across the world
And all the girls across the world

Are hit evry little bit
Shes hit evry little bit
Shes hit evry little bit
Shes hit evry little bit
Shes hit shes hit shes hit shes hit
And she wont get up
Shes hit evry little bit shes hit
Shes hit shes hit shes hit yeah
Shes hit shes hit shes hit
And she wont get up! and shes hit shes hit
Shes hit evry little bit
Shes hit shes hit shes hit

Goodbye.