Unbated Vicar Of Scorched Earth

A child did rumble, went kicking loud trash 
A ghost girl and a bulldog are whittling myflash 
In the kitchen of birds sits a wicked child's cat 
But the unbated vicar of scorched earth knows that 
And flash is not easy to capture just outright 
But there if you fight for it - like broads in daylight 
Say it with angel dust - sprinkle it fat 
A child did rumble, went kicking loud trash 
But the unbated vicar of scorched earth knows that