On the beach they toddled
They wobbled on their toes
Everyone around was there by chance
I do suppose

They filed in one by one
Atremble in the Sun
To watch old father sympathy
Lay down his wooden gun

I'm much too much a lady
Cross my heart and hope to die
By noose or poison dagger
By needle in my eye, I

I try, and try and try and try and try.
(kill.kill.Kill.Kill)

Their flippers turned to hands
Spread eagle on the sands
A-dangle at an angle
On the Isle of Waiting Man

An afternoon it wasn't
She asked to have some more
And drank in broken glass
And stumbled to the door

I try and try and try and try and try.
(kill.kill.Kill.Kill)

(I try and try and try and try and try)
The sun turned it all gruesome
The crown a bed of lice
He ran across the desert
Shrieking once or twice
I feel utterly hopeless,
I wish that I would die

Well I do too,
So why don't you
Give it another try.