Tytuł: Ophelia

• Wykonawca: Natalie Merchant
• Wyświetleń: 217

  
   Ophelia was a bride of God
  A novice Carmelite,
  In sister cells, the cloister bells,
  tolled on her wedding night
  Ophelia was the rebel girl,
  A blue-stockinged suffragette
  Who remedied society between her cigarettes
  And Ophelia was the sweetheart to a nation overnight
  Curvaceous thighs, vivacious eyes
  Love was at first sight,
  Love was at first sight, love
  Ophelia was a demi-goddess
  In pre-war Babylon
  So statuesque, a silhouette
  In black, satin evening gowns
  Ophelia was the mistress to a Vegas gambling man
  Signora Ophelia Maraschina
  Mafia courtesan
  Ophelia was the circus queen, the female cannonball
  Projected through five flaming hoops
  To wild and shocked applause
  To wild and shocked applause
  Hey, he-he-he-he-hey,
  Ophelia was a tempest, cyclone, a god-damned hurricane
  Your common sense, your best defense lay wasted and in vain
  For Ophelia'd know your every woe and every pain you'd ever have
  She'd sympathize and dry your eyes
  Help you to forget
  And help you to forget
  And help you to forget
  Ophelia's mind went wandering
  You'd wonder where she'd gone
  To secret doors down corridors
  She'd wander them alone
  All alone