Tart Tart

Tart Tart
When he came out to the lock-up
He said "I'm looking for something better"
He made his shock announcement
And backed off, backed down, backed off
And then he got up off the floor
He said I'm wealthy enough, not to do this no more
And he made it all known
With his hands held up, palm out

And she said "don't know if I should
'Cause I worry too much about the tests on the blood"
And at first it was a 'yes'
And then a 'no', then a 'yes'
A maggot sleeps on her desk
He wears a sleeping bag as his vest
And he's getting too bothered
About the spots on his chest, chest, chest
Now T.T. she laid it on
And a few days later she's gone
So it's back to the womb
To get drowned, drowned, drowned, drowned warm (???)