Testo di A Doll's Life

Once when we were boys Violence we would deploy To our sister's toys Their dolls were left for dead Cut the hair from their head| This doll's life Is under the knife We would drive in the car With the door open and ajar We'd scrape their limbs on the tar Rip them limb from limb Let the torture begin A doll's life is not clean Once the wounds are seen If their owners had a brother Their demise is in order