Print

In Scarlet Town where Barbara Allen killed herselfA golden arm is tarnishing upon a shelfIt holds a glass and raises it to Barbara's healthIt's the 4th of July, yetThe cuckoo is quietThe Captain is wrapped in his rat-skin ragsThe river is jammed up with cats in bagsMe, I pledge alligators to the flag--It's thinner than gauzeAnd spangled with moths--------I've got all the answers to your questions, my lass:Yes, No, Yes, Yes, No...and Don't Ask--------The sailors empty vessels in the dingy barAnd pass around a sabre-toothed scimitarThe Captain's on the antler pile gettin' carvedWhile the lighthouse spinsLike it's lit with ginA double-agent drinks a dram of muscatelWhile dreaming up a secret plan that he can sellA sniper on the tree-top aims a musket wellBa-BOOM, and it's doneBy a baboon with a gunLetras de canciones--------My pops used to say it a lotBut I never say it too often:"The hardest man will softenBetwixt the handles of his coffin"--------A strangler is loose & folks are franticThe hearses he has filled are choking trafficWhile hiding out he'll tidy up your atticWith the duster he madeFrom your grandmother's braidsBefore you croak there's something that you ought to knowThe afterlife is hot no matter where you goFor Hell is roasting Heaven, slowly, from belowI've seen it all from the window Of my villa in Limbo... From Letras Mania