Jim Caroll - Lorraine Lyrics
Seven blonde womenThey gather in the squareThey raise their hands up to the sunTheir skin is so thin and whiteYou know their fathers must surely be wealthyI watch the others stand around and form a crucifixA serpent of vaporSome stray birds riseThe one on the end, the fine one on the endShe called me over, she pulled me asideShe said, you know, i have to make it all look differentIt seems that every time i lay downOn it, and its like a snake in waterAnd when i look out of it,It's like the one from last weekWas breathing againAnd she said she had some white lightYou know, she said that she had some morphineBut she didn't have no gimmicksSo she just took this razorAnd she laid it on a white veinAnd then she took a black orchidAnd she just ripped apart that flowerAnd then she took the white lightThen she said, hey, later for the morphineShe took the razor and slit open her white veinShe slit open her white veinShe put the flower through the slit veinShe poured the white light through the red stemShe put the white light through the red stemShe just poured it through the red stemI was talkin' with my angelI was talkin' with my angel then . . .
