Andrew Bird, Lucius - Venus in Furs lyrics
[Andrew Bird, Lucius - Venus in Furs lyrics]
Shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girlchild in the dark
Comes in bells, your servant
Don't forsake him
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
Downy sins of streetlight fancies
Chase the costumes she shall wear
Ermine furs adorned, imperious
Severin, Severin await's you there
I am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams that would awake me
Different colors made of tears
Kiss the boot of shiny leather
Shiny leather in thе dark tongue of thongs
The belt that doеs await you
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
Severin, Severin, speak so slightly
Severin, down on your bended knee
Taste the whip, in love not given lightly
Taste the whip, now bleed for me
I am tired, woah, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams, oh, that would awake me
Different colors made of tears
(O oh) Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
(O oh) Whiplash girlchild in the dark
(O oh) Severin, your servant
Comes in bells, please, don't forsake him
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
(O oh, O oh)
(O oh)
Whiplash girlchild in the dark
Comes in bells, your servant
Don't forsake him
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
Downy sins of streetlight fancies
Chase the costumes she shall wear
Ermine furs adorned, imperious
Severin, Severin await's you there
I am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams that would awake me
Different colors made of tears
Kiss the boot of shiny leather
Shiny leather in thе dark tongue of thongs
The belt that doеs await you
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
Severin, Severin, speak so slightly
Severin, down on your bended knee
Taste the whip, in love not given lightly
Taste the whip, now bleed for me
I am tired, woah, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams, oh, that would awake me
Different colors made of tears
(O oh) Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
(O oh) Whiplash girlchild in the dark
(O oh) Severin, your servant
Comes in bells, please, don't forsake him
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
(O oh, O oh)
(O oh)