At The Sunlight Sanatorium by Katzenjammer Kabarett
At The Sunlight Sanatorium lyrics
The lady in furs appeared at seven
In the Sunlight Sanatorium garden
There were a child, an old man and a nun
All gathered together to breathe the sun
She had spent the night drinking and flirting
Needed to see a bit of misery
She had in mind to stop on her way home
At the famous Sunlight Sanatorium
The child:
�I�m always cold but the sun will cure my soul�
The nun:
�The sun is my real god, feel His kiss is my goal!�
The old man:
�All my life I�ve been bored, now the light fills my
days�
The lady in furs:
�You are all blind puppets seeking help from fake
rays...�
The lady took off her purple fur coat
Which was not to prevent her from the cold
It was to protect her skin from a sun
That could cause her complexion
Destruction
The child:
�Get out from my sun, I need it to cure my soul!�
The nun:
�Get away heretic whore, you outrage my god!�
The old man:
�Don�t hide that sun please it brightens my days!�
The lady in furs:
�Touch me, poor things, I'm more real than your
rays...�
There she was all naked in front of them
They looked all worried and a little stern
But she didn�t care, she was having fun
She had decided to replace their sun
She was so right that they stood, all at once
Caressed her body, so soft, so white
�Not so close!� she cried �Just want to have fun!�
Too late, the lady was strangled in the morning sun.
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