Sandra's Having Her Brain Out

Sandra's having her brain out

Sandra's having her brain out

Sandra's having her brain out, now

And she feels alright

Like a slot machine

Like a pimple too

You don't really need a brain, ducky

If you're a girl

It's like tonsils

They're more trouble than they're worth

Sandra's having her brain out

Sandra's having her brain out out out out

Out out

Sandra's been to nightmare school

Sandra done a collage of nightmares

Slept with a virus and slept with a mule

Now, she works in a shop in a crimpolene hairnet

And she works in a shop in the south

Now she waddles around in a crimpolene hairnet

Tickets grow out of her mouth

Someone's pulling your leaves off

Someone's pulling your leaves off

Someone's pulling your leaves off

Someone's pulling your leaves off

Pull 'em off

Sandra's having her brain out

Brenda's having her heart washed

Norman's having his soul dry-cleaned

Sandra's having her brain out

Brenda's having her heart washed

Barry's having his mind replaced

And they feel alright!

Like a naked bulb

Like a living bulb

Bloaty's having his

Bloaty's having his

Bloaty's having his

Bloaty's having his

Bloaty's having his newt installed