Baby Girl from White Hag by The Coltranes
Tracklist
| 6. | Baby Girl | 4:07 |
Lyrics
(I felt
a gust)
I felt a gusting wind,
the child is born again.
It enters in short time.
A putrid dripping slime,
It is to be slain, and not held.
Pull out its eyes for better sight.
And its tongue to speak.
Throw the thing out a window.
Harvest the proper organs for the supreme health.
Take its teeth and pull them in the fireplace for warmth.
Snap its neck for the glorious object.
Operation.
Through the life that you knew,
Has come and gone.
Here is something new,
a gift from God.
Its a timeless wonder,
A precious song,
A lament of true pain,
The child is done.
Fresh life,
Been swallowed by hell.
It is a curse.
Within a cave it will dwell.
Even though the body lies motionless, life continues to grow.
Teeth growing out the back of its head and genitalia from its face.
She never stops giving, she is the village well.
