Metal guru could it be
You're gonna bring my baby to me
She'll be wild you know
A rock 'n' roll child
Metal guru has it been
Just like a silver-studded sabre-tooth
all my soul sistas?
Lemme hear ya'll flow, sistas
Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, flow sista
Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, go sista
He met Marmalade down in old Moulin Rouge
Struttin' her stuff on the street
She said,
Ring the bell
Ring the bell
And I'll come to you
Don't think yourself unusual
Like you're the first to send a prayer
Way out into the infinite unknown,
Only to be told return to
Ride it on out like you were a bird
Wear a tall hat like a druid in the old days
Wear a tall hat and a tatooed gown
Ride a white swan like the people of the Beltane
Wear your hair long, babe you