Sunday, 15 July 2007

Heloise

Heloise said "let me be your whore
Why must we be submit to their law?
And though they'll burn our bed to the floor
And our chambers will char to cinders,
The timbers will stagger and soar

While the fruit in the orchard
Turns black as the Bible
We'll still have the wayside
We'll be laughing as we fall

It was certain from the get-go
I would lay more than a finger down
On his body, oh that body
Was a country that I mapped with my hands
Heading south -
I was just a young girl
They said madder than Orphelia
But I knew better myself
I knew better myself"

Heloise said "Don't make me your wife
Though all the courts are ruling you should run for your life
They've tied ribbons to the beeches, they bay sacrifice
Now my head's got a price
In the Luxemberg gardens,
They've a new talking point
Saying "we must make examples" and all the time thinking
Thank God my indiscretions aren't worth repeating

It was certain from the get go
I would lay more than a finger down
On his body, oh that body
Was a country that I mapped with my hands
Heading south -
I was just a young girl
They said madder than Orphelia
But I knew better myself
I knew better myself"

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