Lyrics
In a prehistoric dried up lake,
a million years after the last earthquake,
there lived a little girl who loved to bake.
The only thing she made was cake,
and all she used was salt.
That's all she had, it's not her fault.
Saline the Salt Lake Queen
She used a rudimental substance for
an ingredient that she could pour
into a chalice she carved out of stone.
her only friend, it was a big black crow
