Paul Shapera
Girl Talk 2
Sarah:
A little girl talk a little girl time we
A little girl talk sit and spill some tea
A little girl talk, a little girl talk
It's time for girl talk

Marjolein: Sarah you fucking bitch

Sarah: Woah!

Marjolein you little sad, lost waif
You’re so over your head today
You’ve no idea what I’ve built here
You’ve only scratched the surface, dear

Marjolein:
These people they are innocent
You’re tormenting and killing them

Sarah:
Oh normally one might survive
Transformed and changed, you’d be surprised

You shouldn’t have come
I cannot let you live, you’ll tell the other ones
You cannot conceive
Of the army I’m building, you can never leave
I see you know Kurt, what a shame
He’ll die before you, Marjolein
Although I thought maybe I might
Let him be the one who survives

One flowers here in every show
In ways you cannot dream, although
They physically transform it’s true
Mutations gross, they make some puke

But though insane these mutants be
They power me like a battery
You’ve no idea what I can do
Lloyd will star in my show too

And when I am done
I will build me an empire like there never was
The sad gaze on me
At my throne where I rule the metaverse as queen

The thing I can’t decide is do I let Kurt be alive
A mutation gone insane, but babies with me he could make
As I take, as I take, as I take your friend away
But maybe better I could have him die before your eyes
You’re so outclassed here my dear, I swear I just cannot decide
We will see, we will see, the suspense is killing me
Marjolein:
Gloat and strut, insult me but
The race is not over yet
I’ll keep Kurt alive, I’ll send out a sign
To tell the gang you’re a threat
Oh, so here I am, last line in the sand
I’ll fight you until the end

Sarah: You know I always thought you were too much of a weak little coward to put up much
Fight. And, you are, but, you did show a delightful amount of spirit. I mean, you really have made this so much more enjoyable. So, Kurt, dead or mutant? Let’s find out

Marjolein: I swear you awful bitch I swear I won’t let you win

Sarah: Buh-bye Margie