Catherine At The Wheel - Skyclad

Catherine At The Wheel - Skyclad
Her face caught in the headlamp glare
There waiting for a ride
Stood all alone - so far from home
He beckons her inside
A smile that has two meanings
Slips his fat hand to her knee
But swiftly learns how quick to
Turn this woman scorned can be
Her flesh was all he wanted
But his blood was what she got
And did he dream of scenes x-rated
When she showed him Salem's lot
Now the hunted is the hunter
With a heart as cold as steel
See the emtpy rear view mirror showing
Catherine at the wheel
Down in the park - just after dark
Girl crying 'neath a tree
Begs "Can you help please mister
Mummy left and forgot me "
"My you're out late my dear"
Exclaims the shabby strange old man
Who hidden in teh bushes finds a lion in his lamb
She's a killer with a conscience
And a bite too sharp to feel
This child sat on the roundabout
Is Catehrine at the wheel
And if you could you'd kill them twice
How sweet revenge can be
'Gainst those you've sent to that
Place with no fury next to thee
Her flesh was all they wanted -
But their blood was what she got
And did they dream of scenes x-rated
When she showed them Salem's lot
She's a killer with a conscience
And a heart as cold as steel
She's the hunter not the hunted
With a bite too sharp to feel
Her flesh was all they wanted
But their blood was what she got
And did they dream of scenes x-rated
When she showed them Salem's lot
Catherine's at the wheel