In a rented room

Grinderman - Evil!









O baby baby baby!

Who needs the stars? You are my Star!

Who needs the moon? You are my moon!

Cling to me baby in this rented room

Who needs the TV? You are my TV!

Who needs a record player? You are my record player!

O cling to me baby in this rented room!

Hear the ringing on the telephone

A voice from a hundred miles away


Its breath is heavy and you're all alone


It's got something that it wants to say

A voice so clear you can feel its breath

Coming down the telephone

O my precious baby

Now it is the time that we must speak

They have divided us from our children

And they've tossed them on the heap


Who needs children? You are my child!

Who needs children? My little lamb!

Crying like a demon in your daddy's arms!

O cling to me baby in this broken dream

You are the moon! Who nee