Barbie and Ken

Jerry kept a diet of orange, sigarettes and beer
And considered Monday morning a part of Sunday's career
He had a workshop with coffee and sliding doors
While he was looking for another tank to restore
To restore

He'd sit outside in dungarees without a shirt
Smoking Marlboro Man together with Barbie and Ken
The witchfinder general would drop by from day to day
And the four of them would listen to the radio's play-by-play

It was in the spring of Orwell's 1984
When the witchfinder general knocked on the garage door
Trouble started brewing in the meth lab of Barbie and Ken
Barbie was on acid and was starting to lose it by then

Jerry finished coffee and lit another cigarette
And jumped in with the general in his 4 flatbed
You know that bad acid can stir up all the wrong ghosts
And after 1853 that's what they feared the most

Feared the most

After Jerry and the general gotten to the crystal lab
Barbie was gone but had forgotten all about her head
The sulphurus smell and a hole in the floor
And Ken, cleaning up the blood, trying for evermore, for evermore



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Writer(s): Marcel Langelaan
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