Verlaines Death And The Maiden
You're just too, too obscure for me
You don't really get through to me
And there's no need for you to talk that way
Is there any less pessimistic thing to say?
Do you like Paul Verlaine?
Is it gonna rain today?
Shall we have our photo taken?
We'll look like... Death and the Maiden
Ah Verlaine, Verlaine, Verlaine, Verlaine...
I still choose to lose the way I like
Fool around, split my lungs out of spite
But I won't reject so long as you make sense
But I'm through with the rooms and the vague intentions
You shouldn't talk to me - find better company
There's better people to know
You'll only end up like Rimbaud
Get shot by Verlaine, Verlaine, Verlaine, Verlaine...
The way you think is oh-so-bloody stale
Your sanity looks pretty frail
You have to clutch at every tiny straw
And I can't stomach that at all
Do you like Paul Verlaine?
Is it gonna rain today?
Shall we have our photo taken?
We'll look like... Death and the Maiden
Ah Verlaine, Verlaine, Verlaine, Verlaine...
