I used to know a fisherman who loved to hunt the sea for sharks, he gut them with a crooked grin and shake their entails out into the foaming sea and came to pass a angry turn of fate a shark capsized his trolling boat the fisherman was tossed out with his bait and felt those dagger teeth sink into his skull the wounds released his blood into the sea and to he float along with it the fisher man drew his knife out of his sleeve and cut the lip line separating tooth from gum he rode the vicious copse back to the port a crown of shark teeth on his head the long shore men in fear and awe they called him Devil, called him God, they called him:
Princess Andy With a knife at his finger tips Princess Andy he'll cup a smile on your lips
I met him in a bar that night And he was sodden as a fish he offered me a sip of squid and gin he said: "let's celebrate the devil wants us all to live" and we've been we've been though the empty avenues as of our tenets, bolt the doors, and I bade farewell cause I was leaving for the noon, he said Poseidon plays the fates I bet well see each other soon I walked the trolley tracks back to my room of fog creeping in like a barge I watches the canal waters stretching out the moon Curling in reflecting Like the friendly Disposition of:
Princess Andy With a knife at his finger tips Princess Andy he'll cup a smile on your lips
A cataracts on and ravens on the sails as we pulled anchors from the docks by afternoon the sky was spewing hail the captain we right over board upended by the gale I head the main mast grown before it tipped sails a kimble as it fell it drove the into the belly of the ship Waves swarmed us like hyenas Scrapping for a carcass and I woke floating as the first moon beam fell onto Andy's silver smile his face grew dim as the blade slipped from his teeth he grabbed my outstretched hand ohhhhhh
Princess Andy With a knife at his finger tips Princess Andy he'll cup a smile on your lips
A body floats and the water strange and pink the sharks are angling for a meal Andy's there stroking all their fins
one, two, three, four
Princess Andy With a knife at his finger tips Princess Andy he'll cup a smile on your Princess Andy With a knife at his finger tips Princess Andy he'll cup a smile on your lips