Jeff Buckley / Madame George Şarkı Sözü

Down On Cyprus Avenue
With A Child-Like Vision Leaping İnto View.
The Clicking Clacking Of The High-Heeled Shoes,
Ford And Fitzroy; Madame George.
Marching With The Soldierboy Behind
He'S Much Older Now With Hat On, Drinking Wine
And The Smell Of Sweet Perfume Comes Drifting Thru
In The Cool Night Breeze Like Shalimar
And Then Your Self Control Lets Go
And Suddenly You'Re Up Against The Bathroom Door.
The Hallway Lights Are Finely Getting Dim
You'Re İn The Front Row Touching Him
And Outside They'Re Making All The Stops
The Kinds Out İn The Streets Collecting Bottle Tops,
Going For Cigarettes And Matches To The Shops,
Happy Talking, Madame George
And That'S When You Fall, Oh,
Oh, That'S When You Fall

And You Fall İnto A Trance
Sitting On A Sofa Playing Games Of Chance
With Your Folded Arms İn History Books You Glance
Into The Eyes Of Madame George
And You Think You'Ve Found Your Bag,
You'Re Getting Weaker And Your Knees Begin To Sag
And İn The Corner Playing Dominoes İn Drag,
The One And Only Madame George
And Outside The Frosty Window Raps
She Says "Be Cool, I Think That İt'S The Cops"
Stands Up, Drops Everything She Gots,
It'S Not Easy Now You Know
Now You Know You Gotta Go
Catch A Train From Dublin Up To Sandy Row,
In The Wind, Rain &Amp; Fog &Amp; Slush &Amp; Snow
Keep On Going On
Say Good-Bye We Know You'Re Pretty Far Out
And All The Little Boys Comin' Round
They Got Gold Cigarette Lighters İn Their Pockets
Walking Away From İt All, So Cool.
That'S When You Fall.

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