There was a girl, call her Animal X 22, 24, 25 it's hard to tell It's hard to tell She comes from the city where there is light and air Where you can watch television Where you can go to the movies And read books just for the joy of it She went out walking She's drawn along by a kind of humming, a kind of prayer She winds up down on the waterfront, out on the boom docks Out on the boom docks Yeah and at the gates she meets a boy Animal Y, 22, 24, it's hard to tell It's hard to tell, I mean I never really can tell But he wasn't her type He was a different kind, but they were built for each other Bit by bit, and piece by piece they were built for each other By some cosmic hand just for the joy of it Down in the boom docs Down in the waterfront And he calls out something in a language she doesn't understand And he calls out something in a language she doesn't understand And she put her hand on his stomach just for the joy of it But his stomach was where his head was And she put her hand on his head just for the joy of it But his head was where his feet were And she put her hand on his heart, Right there on his heart, just for the joy of it But his heart was lying down on the road And Animal X says to Animal Y: They can build their gods way up high They can build their gods, but they don't own the sky Says animal X to animal Y They can build their gods way uṗ high And I'll lay right down beside you Be a bride of Frankenstein He was a head with no heart He was an arm with no hand He was a leg with no feet He was a head with no heart She was a head with no heart She was an arm with no hand She was a leg with no feet She was a head with no heart Yeah, 501s, 511s, 603s it's hard to tell It's hard to tell Yeah but she sure looked good going down the waterfront Yeah but she sure looked good going down the wood docks
There was a girl, call her Animal X 22, 24, 25 it's hard to tell It's hard to tell She comes from the city where there is light and air Where you can watch television Where you can go to the movies And read books just for the joy of it She went out walking She's drawn along by a kind of humming, a kind of prayer She winds up down on the waterfront, out on the boom docks Out on the boom docks Yeah and at the gates she meets a boy Animal Y, 22, 24, it's hard to tell It's hard to tell, I mean I never really can tell But he wasn't her type He was a different kind, but they were built for each other Bit by bit, and piece by piece they were built for each other By some cosmic hand just for the joy of it Down in the boom docs Down in the waterfront And he calls out something in a language she doesn't understand And he calls out something in a language she doesn't understand And she put her hand on his stomach just for the joy of it But his stomach was where his head was And she put her hand on his head just for the joy of it But his head was where his feet were And she put her hand on his heart, Right there on his heart, just for the joy of it But his heart was lying down on the road And Animal X says to Animal Y: They can build their gods way up high They can build their gods, but they don't own the sky Says animal X to animal Y They can build their gods way uṗ high And I'll lay right down beside you Be a bride of Frankenstein He was a head with no heart He was an arm with no hand He was a leg with no feet He was a head with no heart She was a head with no heart She was an arm with no hand She was a leg with no feet She was a head with no heart Yeah, 501s, 511s, 603s it's hard to tell It's hard to tell Yeah but she sure looked good going down the waterfront Yeah but she sure looked good going down the wood docks
