Baron Saturday (Remaster) - Pretty Things-歌词

Baron Saturday (Remaster) - Pretty Things

Oh

Baron Saturday

Sorrow

He'll show you games to play

He bends his mouth up to your ear

The words won't disappear

He'll take your eyes out for a ride

Through an eyeglass of tears it's not clear

Oh

Baron Saturday

White visions black

Mister malady

'Neath a sky of milk

You're drinking silk

You've fast the runcible spoon

On satin plates

Young maidens wait

To be devoured in the glare of the moon

Baron Saturday

Except for Baron Saturday

Except for Baron Saturday

Your life was cool

Good senses rule

Throw your life away

Baron Saturday

Let him steal

Your mind away

He'll show you the grave

Of someone who was saved

From living their life in a year

He'll show you the grave

Of someone who was saved

From taking his life with a knife

Baron Saturday

Except for Baron Saturday

Except for Baron Saturday

Your life was cool

Good senses rule

Throw your life away

Except for Baron Saturday

Except for Baron Saturday

Except for Baron Saturday

Your life was cool

Good senses rule

Throw your life away

Except for Baron Saturday

Except for Baron Saturday

Except for Baron Saturday

Your life was cool

Good senses rule

Throw your life away