“We just got out, in the knick of time. We found ourselves drowning in the blood, in a sea of wine. Down from the mountain, she waits. Dancing around the fire, shaking her waist.
I just love the very blood of you. It keeps its heat in spite of you. Oh, the heart that beats, to keep you here with me always.
I’ve been out on that open road You can be my full time daddy white and gold Singing blues has been getting old You can be my full time baby Hot or cold
This bed is on fire with passionate love The neighbours complain about the noises above But she only comes when she’s on top
He’s a god, he’s a man He’s a ghost, he’s a guru They’re whispering his name Through this disappearing land But hidden in his coat Is a red right hand…