The banners wave upon the promenade
The banners wave upon the promenade
Colors fly and the funeral march is played
There is, is there a foul taste in the air
There is, is there a foul taste in the air
Your legend walks before you everywhere
Your legend walks before you everywhere
And all you want from me is someone to abuse
Whether rags are on your back or gleams on your jewels
So roll up your sleeves one of us must be wrong
And hold me close until the feelings gone
Woah
Hold me close until the feeling's gone
Your daddy daddy was a buccanner
Your daddy daddy was a buccanner
To speak his name is to watch him disappear
And every time you touched me in my field
And every time you touched me in my field
The colors fade and the flowers wilt
Cuz all you want from me is someone to abuse
Whether callus on your back or gold is on your tooth
So roll up your sleeves one of us must be wrong
And hold me close until the feeling's gone
Woah!
Hold me close until the feeling's gone
And I could never understand all the boys
Who wear your brand and all the hearts at your command
I guess I never will
So lay me down and get your fill
Hope my memory haunts you still
It never could it always will
Just as you had planned