Tori Amos - Merman Lyrics
Go to bed, the priests are deadNow no one can call you backGo to bed, the priests are deadFinally, youre pepper minted landHes a mermanHe doesnt need your voiceHes a mermanGo to bed, dream insteadAnd you will find himHes a merman eternallyHe doesnt need something youre not willing to giveHes a mermanDoesnt need your voice to cross his landFor liesGo to bed, the priests are deadNow no one can call you backGo to bed, the priests are deadFinally you found it and lalalaWho could ever say youre not simply wonderful?Who could ever harm youGo to sleep nowYoure my little girlGo to bed, the priests are deadAnd go and sing it all againGo to bed, past the apple orchard and youll feel niceTwo can play, I said two can play