Björk
Riding on my bicycle,
I saw a motorcrash,
A proper motorcrash,
And lots of spectators,
I rushed to the centre
Saw the injured parents,
Cuts on the children,
An awful motorcrash.
Dangerous motorcrash,
Terribly bloody motorcrash,
Destructive motorcrash.
Oh oh oh.
Took the mother,
Sneaked with her secretly
All the way to my home,
And nursed her gently
Put on her bandages, gave her
Milk and biscuits,
She sighed pleasantly after this
Awful motorcrash.
It's a dangerous dangerous motorcrash,
Terribly bloody motorcrash,
Destructive motorcrash.
Oh oh oh.
Einar
That girl on that bicycle showed great interest in all the motorcrashes
in the neighbourhood, she looked quite innocent.
Björk
Then we disguised ourselves,
Took a taxi to her home,
When her husband opened the door
She introduced herself, he said
"Where have you been all this time?"
Einar
But believe you me
I know what innocence looks like
And it wasn't there,
After she got that bicycle.
