Jazz Butcher

Sister Death

Jazz Butcher


Come sister death 
And get me out of here 
I know what you know 
There's no need to talk anymore 
And when you're tired 
And when you're sick at heart 
And when you're lonely 
She'll be living there 

And she'll pick you up 
And she'll cool you down 
And she'll hold you close 
There's no need to talk anymore 
You'll just bleed if you talk anymore 
In your sister's arms 

And sister death is watching you 
And sister death is always there 
She'd like to be your special friend 
She'd like to show how much she cares 

And you've seen her in those clubs 
And from the back seat of a car 
And sister death is very beautiful 
And never very far away 

Said: "Get me out of here" 
Looked across the crowded room 
And I said: "get me out of here" 
To the girl with the mad eyes and serious earrings 

It's hot in here, too hot in here 
There's too much conversation 
Said I hate it here, can't stand it here 
There's too much conversation 

Won't you get me out of here 
Oh get me out of here, sister 
Won't you get me out of here 
Oh get me out of here, get me out of here, sister 

I'm in heaven 

Come sister death 
And get me out of here 
I know what you know 
There's no need to talk anymore