Marc Almond Dead Stars
Your funeral was beautiful The coffin lined in purple-blue To match the bruises on your arms Tattoos worn like lucky charms Young men singing choral songs
Tributes to your rights and wrongs
Tender words and bitter tears
That tell a story of your years
Velvet for a treasure
In a suit that's made to measure from your younger glory days When you gave us too much pleasure
Hair and eyebrows, jet and black
As close to yours as they could get
And dressed up in your talisman's ones we loved for
Dead stars nevеr let you down
They're always as thеy're meant to be
In aspic there for evermore
The one we worshipped and adored
Never ending up in court
All the dirty linen aired
Never drunk or out of shape
Disfigured or impaired
Will the find, when they embalm all the debris, anger, pain
The sunlight I was hoping for Or just the endless rain? But on the floor there's shades of death
Hypodermic crystal meth
Trampled on the velvet shades to be cleaned up by the maids
Dead stars need to lie in state
As coffin for to contemplate
All the things we loved you for
Someone for us to adore
And the song remains the same
A melody to share our pain
We made an idol out of what was only human, in the end
Dead stars never let you down
They're always as they're meant to be
In aspic there for evermore
The one we worshipped and adored
Never ending up in court
All the dirty linen aired
Never drunk or out of shape
Disfigured or impaired
Will the find, when they embalm, all the debris, anger, pain
Dead stars are forever young
Always singing favourite songs
Always entwined with happy days
Theirs and your beauty never fades
Never crazy, complicated
Your emotions satiated
Criticisms sacrilegious Rumours blasphemy
Dead stars never let you down
They're always as they're meant to be
In aspic there for evermore
The one we worshipped and adored
Never ending up in court
All the dirty linen aired
Never drunk or out of shape
Disfigured or impaired
Will the find, when they embalm, all the debris, anger, pain
