"Salamander" lyrics - THE SOFT BOYS

Down through the viscous countryside
I drag my luscious mountain bride
My golden skin inflates with pride

And Grace reveals her need

Down through the foetid undergrowth
The phantom belly of the sloth
It's either him or you or both

When Grace reveals her need

What clutters towards us
What clutters towards us
Scattering the parrots and loosening the leaves

The priestess knows he will not miss
The pistons churn and the follicles hiss
But is it agony or bliss?
When Grace reveals her need

What clutters towards us
What clutters towards us
Scattering the parrots and loosening the leaves

No greater form of life is known
Than she stark white and on the bone
I lay her on the bridal stone

And Grace reveals her need