Thursday, May 1, 2008

Destro & Sinestro

I met her at that party
Pretense & Chateaudun
Lots of tipping cups
And glances around the room

She folded herself
Up against the wall
I took more morphine
And paraded down the hall

She fancied the pants off
I fancied the pants off
She's a good lover
She's a little blue

We drank wine by the litre
And grinned through red teeth
We looked down on Paris stars
Red lips met through grief

I prayed she'd know love, joy
She waited for me alone & sad
Cold and dark in wet winter Brixton
She was the best girl I ever had

She fancied the pants off
I fancied the pants off
She's an amazing lover
She's a little blue

She waited all the way
From Brixton to Philadelphia
I took dope to kill our pain
Pain too painful to share

I prayed childrens' prayers
And I prayed for death
My prayers were never answered
I was dying and she left


She fancied the pants off
I fancied the pants off
She's a lovely lover
She's a little blue

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