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In an anonymous rendezvous | <noinclude>{{Lyrics for|After The Fall}}</noinclude> | ||
In an anonymous rendezvous<br> | |||
Where the forbidden lovers repair | Where the forbidden lovers repair<br> | ||
They're burning down another damn candle<br> | |||
They're burning down another damn candle | They're melting the tables and chairs<br> | ||
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They're melting the tables and chairs | Beneath them applause from the balcony<br> | ||
Whenever they accomplished making love<br> | |||
Other times they thought they heard laughter<br> | |||
Coming from the balcony above<br> | |||
Beneath them applause from the balcony | <br> | ||
{{Chorus}}:<br> | |||
Whenever they accomplished making love | She lies to his right and she carelessly recites<br> | ||
All of her brand new appetites<br> | |||
Other times they thought they heard laughter | She seems brittle and small, it don't sound like her at all<br> | ||
Since she came back to him after the fall<br> | |||
Coming from the balcony above | <br> | ||
She said "You never visit the countryside<br> | |||
So I've made you a country to order"<br> | |||
She put up a little tent in the bedroom<br> | |||
Crickets played on a tape-recorder<br> | |||
The ceiling was festooned with phosphorous stars<br> | |||
She lies to his right and she carelessly recites | She noticed his skin turning cold<br> | ||
Burning all his clothes on the bonfire<br> | |||
All of her brand new appetites | "Relax" she whispered and tightened the blindfold<br> | ||
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She seems brittle and small, it don't sound like her at all | {{Chorus}}<br> | ||
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Since she came back to him after the fall | You've changed but not for the better babe<br> | ||
I'd tell you why but what's the use<br> | |||
'Cos it's the same kind of pity<br> | |||
A drunkard gives as his excuse<br> | |||
She said "You never visit the countryside | You were sharp and ideal as a bobby pin<br> | ||
Now your eyes are deserted and quiet<br> | |||
So I've made you a country to order" | We both look like those poor shattered mannequins<br> | ||
Thrown through the window in the riot<br> | |||
She put up a little tent in the bedroom | <br> | ||
She lies in his arms and without any qualms<br> | |||
Crickets played on a tape-recorder | Revels in shallow delights<br> | ||
She seems brittle and small, it don't sound like her at all<br> | |||
The ceiling was festooned with phosphorous stars | Since she came back to him after the fall<br> | ||
She noticed his skin turning cold | |||
Burning all his clothes on the bonfire | |||
"Relax" she whispered and tightened the blindfold | |||
You've changed but not for the better babe | |||
I'd tell you why but what's the use | |||
'Cos it's the same kind of pity | |||
A drunkard gives as his excuse | |||
You were sharp and ideal as a bobby pin | |||
Now your eyes are deserted and quiet | |||
We both look like those poor shattered mannequins | |||
Thrown through the window in the riot | |||
She lies in his arms and without any qualms | |||
Revels in shallow delights | |||
She seems brittle and small, it don't sound like her at all | |||
Since she came back to him after the fall |
Latest revision as of 15:51, 24 April 2009
After The Fall
In an anonymous rendezvous
Where the forbidden lovers repair
They're burning down another damn candle
They're melting the tables and chairs
Beneath them applause from the balcony
Whenever they accomplished making love
Other times they thought they heard laughter
Coming from the balcony above
(chorus):
She lies to his right and she carelessly recites
All of her brand new appetites
She seems brittle and small, it don't sound like her at all
Since she came back to him after the fall
She said "You never visit the countryside
So I've made you a country to order"
She put up a little tent in the bedroom
Crickets played on a tape-recorder
The ceiling was festooned with phosphorous stars
She noticed his skin turning cold
Burning all his clothes on the bonfire
"Relax" she whispered and tightened the blindfold
(chorus)
You've changed but not for the better babe
I'd tell you why but what's the use
'Cos it's the same kind of pity
A drunkard gives as his excuse
You were sharp and ideal as a bobby pin
Now your eyes are deserted and quiet
We both look like those poor shattered mannequins
Thrown through the window in the riot
She lies in his arms and without any qualms
Revels in shallow delights
She seems brittle and small, it don't sound like her at all
Since she came back to him after the fall