Seven women
gather in the square
They raise hands up to the sun
skin is so thin and white
You know their fathers surely be wealthy
I watch the others stand around and a crucifix
A serpent of
stray birds rise
The one on the end, the one on the end
She me over, she pulled me aside
She said, you know, I have to make it all different
It seems that time I lay down
On it, and it's like a in water
And when I out of it,
It's the one from last week
Was again
And she said she had some white
You know, she said she had some morphine
But she didn't no gimmicks
So she just took this
And she laid it on a white
And then she took a orchid
And she just apart that flower
And then she the white light
she said, hey, later for the morphine
She took the razor and slit open her vein
She slit her white vein
She put the flower through the vein
She poured the white light through the red
She put the white light the red stem
She poured it through the red stem
I was talking with my
I was talking with my angel . . .
I was underneath the
I was talking with my He said that beauty is only You know when terror is just I thought I heard some You know Lorraine, she was She'd feeling real sick lately She had kicking down her habit
I went to see her I had the angel in my She had between her fingers And there was blood across carpet I know that she's feeling I saw her down to the market
She went The sharp black She to die just to save her soul
But she to live She wants to her band She swears the stage is left hand
I'm in the cellar Beneath my dark I had the on my shoulder You know, his wings were kinda shattered
He plays with broken And he that he just saw Sally And Sally was with Lorraine And they playing in the alley
So I went around to see Ahhh . . . they doing it together
And there was a blood along the concrete I know were feeling better
got straight They wanted to die but now they got plans They want to live; they want to their band They swear the is God's left hand
I'm in the lobby now The angel the mirror But he still insists beauty That beauty is just one of terror
There's a painting on the Of a dog . . . he had eyes rubies, And then the angel just That Lorraine was at the
I found her in the back There was blood across the next When she out to touch me I thought that that was so sweet
So I stuck her with my It was like a through leather She had a along her eyelids
I KNOW she was feeling
She got She She to die but now she got plans
She want to She to start her band She swear the is God's left hand