Little Annie has a yellow bag
Given to her by her sometime Dad who would say
“It’ll keep the ghosts away”

Silver bangles and a popped balloon
Ruby lipstick and a postcard of the moon
She’ll be leaving soon

Oh, Annie, where’d you sleep last night?
Oh, Annie, hold your head up high
Oh, Annie, won’t you hold on tight
To your yellow bag, your yellow bag, your yellow bag

Little Annie sets her beret right
Meets The Cosmonauts by candlelight to conceive
The music helps her breathe

She builds a song and then she climbs inside
Her hips rotating like a fairground ride in the sun
She’s not the only one

Oh, Annie, where’d you sleep last night?
Oh, Annie, hold your head up high
Oh, Annie, won’t you hold on tight
To your yellow bag, your yellow bag, your yellow bag

And all the ghosts are saying lie down lie down
And all the kids are saying jump up jump up
And all the songs are saying kick out kick out
But all the ghosts are saying lie down lie down

Little Annie has a yellow bag
Tatty tickets from the gig at Vanity Loft
That’s when the room took off

She’s got a past to give the boys a scare
She’s got the future in her sights but stares at her feet
They never feel the heat

Oh, Annie, where’d you sleep last night?
Oh, Annie, hold your head up high
Oh, Annie, won’t you hold on tight
To your yellow bag, your yellow bag, your yellow bag

And all the ghosts are saying lie down lie down
And all the kids are saying jump up jump up
And all the songs are saying kick out kick out
And all the boys are saying hop in hop in
And all the spooks are saying walk on walk on
And all the junkies saying turn off turn off
And all the sniffs are saying rack up rack up
And all the ghosts are saying lie down lie down

Oh, Annie, where’d you sleep last night?
Oh, Annie, hold your head up high
Oh, Annie, won’t you hold on tight
To your yellow bag, your yellow bag, your yellow bag