the blue girls that bake in the sun / skin falls in flakes from each one
like leaves from autumn trees / they float upon the breeze
these girls you have loved / are slowly decaying
ah / drying out in the sun / before your eyes
wild stares in your face / they seem to accuse you
oh / what have you done / to earn this prize?
the flesh underneath candy-pink
quite a strange affair you might think / they gasp and moan for air
beached fish on your lawn-chair
these girls you have loved / are slowly decaying
ah / drying out in the sun / before your eyes
wild stares in your face / they seem to accuse you
oh / what have you done / to earn this prize?
fragments left at the end of the day
a pile of blue that is soon swept away
goodbye / would it be too much to cry?
these girls you have loved / have slowly decayed
ah / they dried out in the sun / before your eyes
wild stares in your face / they seem to accuse you
oh / what did you do / to earn this prize?