Bjork
She lives in this house over there
Has her world outside it
Scrapples in the earth with her fingers and her mouth
She`s five years old
Thread worms on a string
Keeps spiders in her pocket
Collects fly wings in a jar
Scrubs horse flies
And pinches them on a line
Ohhh...
She has one friend, he lives next door
They`re listenening to the weather
He knows how many freckles she`s got
She scratches his beard
She`s painting huge books
And glues them together
They saw a big raven
It glided down the sky
She touched it
Ohh...
Today is a birthday
They`re smoking cigars
He`s got a chain of flowers
And sows a bird in her knickers
Ohhh...
They`re smoking cigars
They lie in the bathtub
A chain of ... flowers