Once upon a time there was a toy soldier and he lived in the play room



Once upon a time there was a toy soldier with a whip lash in his hand

And every night little girl sadie would take all her clothes off and wind up the toy soldier and he raised his whip and said



On your knees little sadie

Little sadie on your knees

Taste the whip and love might given likely

Taste the whip and bleed for me



Little sadie loved her little toy soldier

And she run home from school each day



Little sadie loved her little toy soldier

And she locked her door so she could play



Little sadie got ambitious

And wound the clockworks so to tighter

So he could whip her harder and harder



On your knees little sadie

Little sadie on your knees

Taste the whip and love might given likely

Taste the whip and bleed for me



One day sadie wound and wound

And wound and wound

And wound and wound



Til suddenly the little toy soldier spring, went. . .



(ugly, beat her to death)



Ahhhh



Cough, cough, cough