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The Birthday Party

Deep In The Woods

 

Deep In The Woods

(album: The Bad Seed - 1983)


Mmm...

The woods eats the woman and dumps her honey-body in the mud
Her dress floats down the well and it assumes the shape of the body of a
Little girl

Yeah, I recognize that girl
She stumbled in some time last loneliness
But I could not stand to touch her now
My one and onlyness

Deep in the woods
Deep in the woods
Deep in the woods a funeral is swinging

Worms make their cruel design
Saying d-i-e into her skin
Saying dead into belly and death into shoulder
Well, last night she kissed me but then death was upon her

Deep in the woods
Deep in the woods yeah
Deep in the woods a funeral is swinging

Now the killed waits for the killer
And the trees all nod their heads, they are agreed
This knife feels like a knife feels like a knife that feels like it's feed
Yeah, I recognize that girl
I took her from rags right through to stitches (pray for me now)
Oh baby, tonight we sleep in separate ditches

Deep in the woods
Deep in the woods yeah
Deep in the woods a funeral is swinging

Love is for fools and all fools are lovers
It's raining on my house and none of the others
Love is for fools and god knows I'm still one
The sidewalks are full of love's lonely children
The sidewalks are full of love's lonely children
The sidewalks are full of love's lonely children
The sidewalks are full of love's ugly children
(Oh baby, let's go, ah pray for me, baby, pray for me, baby)
The sidewalk regrets that we had to kill them
And...

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