Other Stuey Valentoni
Shrunken Head Blues

Track: Shrunken Head Blues
Album: The Island of Valentoni

Back in 63
I was a missionary
Across the seas
To spread thy purity

I met the chief elder
We got along like brothers
Golden days and nights
Of enlightened wonder
But then one day
I done saw his daughter...

Why dear Lord
Do you do this to me?
Remember last Thursday
And that village we had to flee?

Fear not, my God
Her beauty shall be ignored
I will not fail you my Lord!
...
Later on that night
During mid pumpin'
From the door
Came a thumpin'

The chief burst in
Yelling and screaming
Is this my daughter
That you be reaming?
Indeed it is, said I
Now bring your wives and sisters
'Cause I need more pie

Now in retrospect
This was a mistake
I Should have just said
Oh, sorry chiefy mate
Whipped out his cauldron
Boiled up some stock, then said
I'll now make your head as small as your cock...

Now my head is so small
I can barely thunk at all
It's all red 'n' raw
Ain't no trilbies fit no more

Got a little tuft of hair
That be real Voodoo fashion
Oh woe is me
Look like a fucking onion

Take from this story
What you choose
One thing be sure
Got the Shrunken Head Blues