Grandpa was a miner, and he gave me my black art,
Glittered rivers of black coal-dust tore our country apart,
Covered in coal-dust, waking up too early in the morning,
Covered in coal-dust, waiting for the moment the canary sings.
Mama was a mermaid and a Carnaby 通り, ストリート gal,
She could have been a model, but she spent her life mopping up spilt milk,
Covered in sea salt, would he, could he be ホーム when the stars came out to party,
Covered in sea salt, yeah I know it was my fault, but he always ran away 'cause he didn't want me.
Oh, Daddy was a sailor, and he gave me a black heart,
Daddy was a sailor,...
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