Björk

If there’s a troubador washing
If is he
If there’s a man about town
If is he
If there’s one to be sought
If is he
If there are nine shes
They are bought for me

This way is as is she
And he placed her unclothed longlegged
On top of the family tree

And if he has chosem the point while she is
under him
Then leave her coily placed crouched sucking him
For it is I
With her on knee
I leave her without pith or feel
And leave her be
Leave it be for he controls what there’ll be
He makes his face known to none
For if he is seen then all will
And all will know
Know me