Momus - La Catrina lyrics
[Momus - La Catrina lyrics]
La Catrina has come back from the dead
And is searching for the love she never had
La Catrina has come back from the dead
For the time of her life alive she never had
Sometimes she cries and sometimes she laughs
On her face she wears impossible expressions
And her dress is the dress
That the ladies all wore
In the days before the old revolution
Dance in the spring
Dance in the sun, young girl
Don't wait till you've become
What I've become
Don't wait till you're as dead as I am
Dance now while you still can
Dance in the spring
Dance in the sun, young girl
Dance naked for a man while you still can
It's too late when you're as dead as I am
Me and La Catrina are walking arm in arm
She's so elegant, so handsome and so dead
Me and La Catrina are dancing face to face
It's the time of her life
A life she never had see how she cries!
See how she laughs!
On her face she wears impossible expressions
And her dress is the dress
That the ladies all wore
In the days before the old revolution
Dance your life dance your life away
La Catrina is dancing in her skeleton
La Catrina with her mouldy dress
And boots still on
On her skull a single strand of hair
Between the pelvic bones thin air
And then she opens up her thighs
And tells me what it's like to die
And sings her love song
And is searching for the love she never had
La Catrina has come back from the dead
For the time of her life alive she never had
Sometimes she cries and sometimes she laughs
On her face she wears impossible expressions
And her dress is the dress
That the ladies all wore
In the days before the old revolution
Dance in the spring
Dance in the sun, young girl
Don't wait till you've become
What I've become
Don't wait till you're as dead as I am
Dance now while you still can
Dance in the spring
Dance in the sun, young girl
Dance naked for a man while you still can
It's too late when you're as dead as I am
Me and La Catrina are walking arm in arm
She's so elegant, so handsome and so dead
Me and La Catrina are dancing face to face
It's the time of her life
A life she never had see how she cries!
See how she laughs!
On her face she wears impossible expressions
And her dress is the dress
That the ladies all wore
In the days before the old revolution
Dance your life dance your life away
La Catrina is dancing in her skeleton
La Catrina with her mouldy dress
And boots still on
On her skull a single strand of hair
Between the pelvic bones thin air
And then she opens up her thighs
And tells me what it's like to die
And sings her love song