Little Sister

Little sister come and sit beside me, beside meAnd we'll play a tune on this old piano, forteJust for a while, just for a while, just for a while'Til your hair becomes a powdered wigAnd I become a total bastardFeet that hardly reach the pedalSewn to a tremendous shadowAve, ave, history is on my sideSo complain have no shameAnd remember that your brother is a boyThough it seems the stakes contain some integrityWe all feel it still is based on good old intrigueJust for a while, just for a while, just for a whileYou may have to use your hips as fodderStill putting your best foot forwardMadame didn't stack the cupboard ended up like Mother HubbardAve, but hey, history is still a gameSo complain have no shame and remember that round one has just been playedAnd you are poised for centuries to claimFollow examples from no longer a choiceThe world be just a ball to pass or gaze uponAnd one more thingBefore we go on againLet's end this mazeKeep out the threat of a kidOh my little, little sister