Lorraine

Seven blonde women

They gather in the square

They raise their hands up to the sun

Their skin is so thin and white

You know their fathers must surely be wealthy

I watch the others stand around and form a crucifix

A serpent of vapor

Some stray birds rise

The one on the end, the fine one on the end

She called me over, she pulled me aside

She said, you know, I have to make it all look different

It seems that every time I lay down

On it, and it's like a snake in water

And when I look out of it,

It's like the one from last week

Was breathing again

And she said she had some white light

You know, she said that she had some morphine

But she didn't have no gimmicks

So she just took this razor

And she laid it on a white vein

And then she took a black orchid

And she just ripped apart that flower

And then she took the white light

Then she said, hey, later for the morphine

She took the razor and slit open her white vein

She slit open her white vein

She put the flower through the slit vein

She poured the white light through the red stem

She put the white light through the red stem

She just poured it through the red stem

I was talking with my angel

I was talking with my angel then . . .

I was underneath the staircase

I was talking with my angel
He said that beauty is only terror
You know when terror is just beginning
I thought I heard some footsteps
You know Lorraine, she was coming
She'd been feeling real sick lately
She had been kicking down her habit

I went around to see her
I had the angel in my pocket
She had jewels between her fingers
And there was blood across Lou's carpet
I know that she's feeling better
I saw her walking down to the market

She went down
The sharp black hole
She wants to die just to save her soul

But she wants to live
She wants to start her band
She swears the stage is God's left hand

I'm sitting in the cellar
Beneath my dark apartment
I had the angel on my shoulder
You know, his wings they were kinda shattered

He plays with broken mirrors
And he said that he just saw Sally
And that Sally was with Lorraine
And they were playing in the alley

So I went around to see them
Ahhh . . . they were doing it together

And there was a little blood along the concrete
I know they were feeling better

They got straight
They understand
They wanted to die but now they got plans
They want to live; they want to start their band
They swear the stage is God's left hand

I'm waiting in the lobby now
The angel dropped the mirror
But he still insists that beauty
That beauty is just one part of terror

There's a painting on the ceiling
Of a dog . . . he had eyes like rubies,
And then the angel just remembered
That Lorraine was at the movies

I found her in the back aisle
There was blood across the next seat
When she reached out to touch me
I thought that that that was so sweet

So I stuck her with my finger
It was like a knife through leather
She had a song along her eyelids

I KNOW she was feeling better

She got straight
She understand
She wanted to die but now she got plans

She want to live
She want to start her band
She swear the stage is God's left hand

Lorraine