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Marianne Faithfull - Incarceration Of A Flower Child Lyrics

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  • Do you remember me ? how we used to be helpless and happy and blind ?
  • Sunk without hope in a haze of good dope and cheap wine ?
  • Laying on the living-room floor on those indian tapestry cushions you made
  • Thinking of calling our first born jasmine or jade.
  • Dont do it, dont do it, dont do it to me,
  • Dont think about it, dont think about it, dont think about it, dont think about what it might be,
  • Dont get up to open the door, just stay with me here on the floor,
  • Its gonna get cold in the 1970s.
  • You wouldnt listen, you thought you knew better, you just to had to speak to that man.
  • Please believe me, Ill visit whenever I can.
  • Laying in your little white room with no windows and three square sedations a day,
  • You plead with the doctor whos running the show,
  • Please dont take jasmine away and leave me alone.
  • Dont do it, dont do it, dont do it, dont do it to me,
  • Dont think about it, dont think about it, dont think about it, dont think about what it might be,
  • Dont get up to open the door, just stay with me here on the floor,
  • Its gonna get cold in the 1970s.
  • Do you remember me ? how we used to be helpless and happy and blind ?
  • Sunk without hope in a haze of good dope and cheap wine ?
  • Now in your little white room with no windows and three square sedations a day
  • You plead with the doctor whos running the show,
  • Please dont take jasmine away and leave me alone.

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