Robyn Hitch***** - Sinister But She Was Happy Lyrics
She was sinister but she was happyBasically she was the Jeanne Moreau typeSinister but she was happySinister but she was always pleased to see youAnd her living wordsWere her dying wordsShe said "Yeah."She was sinister but she was happyWith a cheery smile and poison blowpipeSinister but she was happyLike a kind of spider half-inclined to free youHer lopsided grin made it so hard to winShe said:"Alright you are -- and your promisesAre just promises -- but a sinister littleWave of a hand goes a long, long wayIn these troubled times."She was sinister but she was happyAnd you can't say that of everybody can you?Sinister but she was happyLike a chandelier festooned with leechesAnd she rolled alongTill she came on strong and she said:"Alright you are and your promisesjust are promises -- but a sinister littleWave of a hand goes a long, long wayIn these troubled times."