Shes Hit Lyrics by Birthday Party, The

Shes Hit Lyrics

    There is woman - pie in here
    Mr. evangelist says she's hit
    The best cook ya ever had
    Ya can't blame the good woman now, dad
    And ya locked him up for twenty years
    Now there's action on the basement stairs now
    A monster half-man half-beast grind
    Hear the hatchet (grind grind)
    The pilgrim gets one hacked daughter
    And all we get are forty hack reporters
    Uptown one hundred skirts are bleeding
    And mr. evangelist says

    She's hit ev'ry little bit
    She's hit ev'ry little bit
    She's hit ev'ry little bit
    She's hit she's hit she's hit she's hit

    Now if only we could all grow wings and fly
    Sweet hatchet swing low son
    I'm feeling mighty lonesome
    Christen the bastard jack dad
    The head-shrinker is a quack
    Anyone 'anyone who'd wear their hair like that'
    The vinyl is so cool but the conversation's cruel
    Hold my head romeo it's in a rodeo
    Hold my heart daddy-o it just won't go-o-o-o
    Hold my heart romeo it's in a rodeo
    Hold my head daddy-o it just won't go-o-o-o
    And all the girls across the world
    And all the girls across the world


    Are hit ev'ry little bit
    She's hit ev'ry little bit
    She's hit ev'ry little bit
    She's hit ev'ry little bit
    She's hit she's hit she's hit she's hit
    And she won't get up
    She's hit ev'ry little bit she's hit
    She's hit she's hit she's hit yeah
    She's hit she's hit she's hit
    And she won't get up! and she's hit she's hit
    She's hit ev'ry little bit
    She's hit she's hit she's hit

    Goodbye.

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