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I'll trim the sea with envy Bounce the martyr from the ship Tread on the bridge plank Merceyside* With a slow and graceful clip Sorrows of Young Werther** Lying between the bread And I'll sup and dine with Frankenstein Until I loose my head It was a lovely simple thing Twisted up her countenance Pledge her honor to the ground While choosing for the dance The unsuspecting blue-faced lads Soon to chase their minds With red-tipped canes and bridled dogs Lap the muddy brine The bridge is green Across a river brown Seperates the sides Runs down to the ocean Fighting with the mighty tides Like Lucy and the carnivour Tug on a piece of meat Knuckle scrape across her shirt SongtexteAnd down into the street Knock heed and warning, brother man Roll your shoes up tight Grab the switch with both cold hands And stare into the light Close your eyes and feign to weep To seal the stronger reign Rest assured your trinkled thought Will spring straight back again I will trim the sea with envy Bounce the martyr from the ship I will draw the bridge plank Merseyside With a slow and graceful clip Sorrows of young Werther Lying between the bread And I'll sup and dine with Frankenstein Until I loose my head Aus Songtexte Mania