The world is simple as ABC
The exceptions are few
Everything is purchasable in this world -
Both blondes and brunettes
No need to trust the sweet lyre
In warm blood
Everything is purchasable in this world -
Both judges and hangmen
After so many severed heads
The sexual attraction disappears
I need a sip of pure air
To feel again
A stirring desire for a fair woman
To fall into her fresh embrace
However, there are the same mugs in the bed –
A bit older, a bit younger
A bit cheapier, a bit more expensive –
It’s all the same thing
A pound more, a pound less
Regardless the sexes and ranks
It’s a world of purchasable women
And bribed men
After so many severed heads
The sexual attraction disappears
I need a sip of pure air
To feel again
A stirring desire for a fair woman
To drink of her curative spring
At the dead of the night
Week after week
With the eyes open wide
With perspiration on the body
I have to wait for such a dream,
I have to pray to God
Of finding something
I can’t buy for money.
After so many severed heads
The sexual attraction disappears
I need a sip of pure air
To feel again
A stirring desire for a fair woman
To fall to my kneels before her like an icon