Born at nine and dead at noon
I still wander this parapet
I still cling to the petticoats
On the roof above the streets
Fifteen years gone now
Back in 1842
And curse my mother's name
My name is Leslie Ann Levine
Fifteen years gone now
Of the girl who died with me
I still cling to the petticoats
And shake my rattle bone
Fifteen years gone now
Fifteen years gone now
Lost and lodged inside a flue
Fifteen years gone now
In a ditch not far away
My mother birthed me far too soon
Still a wastrel mesallied
I've got no one left to mourn for me
The only love I've known's a chimney sweep
And shake my rattle bone
I still wail from these catacombs
Has brought this fate on me
I still wander this parapet
My body lies inside its grave
Fifteen years gone now
