Stephin Merritt - The Red Shoes lyrics
[Stephin Merritt - The Red Shoes lyrics]
A bad young girl with hair white as milk
Got witches' shoes which shone bright red
And had been finely woven
From the oldest silk with drops of blood
To dye each thread
She put them on when she began to dance
She heard the witches play their strings
Which have been finely tuned
To dying elephants
And to the shrieks of toppled kings
She pirouetted and she grand-jetéed
Et cetera, till she was out of breath
And when the last note had finally played
The bad young girl had
Danced herself to death
Got witches' shoes which shone bright red
And had been finely woven
From the oldest silk with drops of blood
To dye each thread
She put them on when she began to dance
She heard the witches play their strings
Which have been finely tuned
To dying elephants
And to the shrieks of toppled kings
She pirouetted and she grand-jetéed
Et cetera, till she was out of breath
And when the last note had finally played
The bad young girl had
Danced herself to death