Sandra Lindsey Songtext
von David E. Williams

Sandra Lindsey, where are you going
With that gallon of gasoline?
Put it down now, pet the dog and
Drink a cup of Ovaltine

Father′s diddling while his nasty
Apotheosizes pederasty
Sodomizing all who gather
On his mattress of cadavers
Brother's painting semi-bastard
Postcards of airship disasters
Mother, snacking on the sofa
Swallows wholly half a loaf of bread


Auntie′s soaking knickers gather
The treacheries of an aging bladder
Uncles not worth confiscating
Slide into her sewer grating
Nephew's nibbling on a portion
Of his girlfriend's last abortion
"No scrotum of my son will be a cathedral
For maggot, mealworm or boweevil."

Sanda Lindsey, where are you going
With that gallon of gasoline?
Put it down now, melt the dog and
Drink a cup of stelazine
Sandra Lindsey, Sandra Lindsey
Oh my sweet Gethsemane!
Your face creeps into my consciousness
Like a death in the family


Sandra Lindsey, where are you going
With that gallon of gasoline?
Put it down now, pet the dog and
Drink a cup of Ovaltine
Sandra Lindsey, Sandra Lindsey
In a dream I baptize thee
"Sad of all the dark and dripping, sweating, bleeding, kissing..."
Sandra Lindsey, where are you going?
Are you coming back to me?
Scars are glowing, sacs are growing
Catholicity porcine!
Sandra Lindsey, Sandra Lindsey
Sullen pouty brothel dream
Roses and a Swastika
Happy Birthday to me!

And when all′s said and done
Consider me the tongue
On which your monthly murdered ova bleed