Marc Almond - Saint Judy lyrics
[Marc Almond - Saint Judy lyrics]
Saint Judy she's staggering across the floor
Saint Judy behaving like a whore
Saint Judy she's giving it all the tears
She tears her dress looks a mess
Well I've wanted to do it for years
Well I've wanted to do it for years
Now I had a dream well, more a fantasy
Kip Noll, John Holmes and me
All in bed we were going OTT
What a sight to see what a sight to see
Well a diva a day keeps the boredom away
I love 'em when they throw up their arms
And they bathe in that applause shouting
Screaming singing
Stamping slamming hotel doors
Champagne chilled and the pills well spilled
All wide eyes and overkill
Minks the drinks
The curves the kinks
Always acts before she thinks
Well that's what you call a star boys
That's what you call a star
Too many of my skeletons
In other people's closets
Too many people taking
Without leaving deposit's
Too many people bringing me down
Bringing me down
Well they may find me on a hotel floor
High heels in a pool of gore curtains closed
And a bolted door breaking every law
And if I die before I wake up
I pray the Lord don't smudge my make-up
The dress will be fine when the hem I take up
The dress will be just fine
Sometimes I feel like a moral less child
Sometimes I feel that I've gone too wild
Spilled my guts done myself in
Died for a multitude of sins
It feels good to die for your sins
It feels so good so good boys
Well, let's all put on our sequinned dresses
And end it all in tears
Let's all holler and beat our breasts
Ending it all in tears
Christ I've wanted to do this for years
Saint Judy what are we going to wear?
Saint Judy our souls we're gonna bear
Saint Judy she's squeezing out those tears
She tears her dress looks a mess
Christ I've wanted to do this for years
Saint Judy behaving like a whore
Saint Judy she's giving it all the tears
She tears her dress looks a mess
Well I've wanted to do it for years
Well I've wanted to do it for years
Now I had a dream well, more a fantasy
Kip Noll, John Holmes and me
All in bed we were going OTT
What a sight to see what a sight to see
Well a diva a day keeps the boredom away
I love 'em when they throw up their arms
And they bathe in that applause shouting
Screaming singing
Stamping slamming hotel doors
Champagne chilled and the pills well spilled
All wide eyes and overkill
Minks the drinks
The curves the kinks
Always acts before she thinks
Well that's what you call a star boys
That's what you call a star
Too many of my skeletons
In other people's closets
Too many people taking
Without leaving deposit's
Too many people bringing me down
Bringing me down
Well they may find me on a hotel floor
High heels in a pool of gore curtains closed
And a bolted door breaking every law
And if I die before I wake up
I pray the Lord don't smudge my make-up
The dress will be fine when the hem I take up
The dress will be just fine
Sometimes I feel like a moral less child
Sometimes I feel that I've gone too wild
Spilled my guts done myself in
Died for a multitude of sins
It feels good to die for your sins
It feels so good so good boys
Well, let's all put on our sequinned dresses
And end it all in tears
Let's all holler and beat our breasts
Ending it all in tears
Christ I've wanted to do this for years
Saint Judy what are we going to wear?
Saint Judy our souls we're gonna bear
Saint Judy she's squeezing out those tears
She tears her dress looks a mess
Christ I've wanted to do this for years