Cannibal Surf Babe

(Music: Marillion Lyrics: Steve Hogarth & John Helmer) Well she tied me to the headboard with a surf leach And her wet hair hugged her body like a long-lost friend And I really tried my best to get across to her But nothing she would say could be defended Well her birthday suit it was her only present When I looked into her eyes - no history And I told her eating people wasn't pleasant But she laughed a snake eye laugh and walked away from me I watched her as she walked across the coals I watched her as she walked across the coals She was singing: I was born in nineteen sixty weird And I am your nightmare surfer babe Mr. Wilson where's your sandbox and your beard Are you still looking for the perfect microwave