Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lavender , by - Marc Almond. Release date: 06.06.2010
Song language: English
Lavender |
| Mauve cravat and corduroy jeans |
| Well we all know what that means |
| A halo of curls |
| For Satyricon girls |
| Our Lady of the flowers |
| Grows shadier by the hours |
| Lady Stardust, Judy Teen |
| In your own Moonage Daydream |
| Blusher smeared across your cheeks |
| Kohl that stayed around for weeks |
| Smudged on your eyes |
| A Biba disguise |
| Maybelline in shades of green |
| Coloured up your teenage scene |
| Light of fot and limp of knees |
| In the 1970's |
| Last night’s panstick |
| On yesterday’s grime |
| You displayed all bruises |
| While I covered all mine |
| Elusive mercurial |
| Effeminate ethereal |
| They whisper you swish by |
| Your eyes up to the sky |
| Lavender, lavender |
| He’s got a touch of lavender |
| Lilac and lavender |
| Lavender |
| Heartache Noir leaving a scar |
| Exploring all the shades to be |
| Through life’s black and white TV |
| St. Dirk of Bogarde |
| Showed you what to discard |
| So you splashed on some Brut |
| And lowered your voice |
| When Charlie was really your choice |
| Last nights Lurex gave yesterday shine |
| You held on to your sparkle |
| While I lost all mine |
| Those long drunken nights |
| With the misfits and rebels |
| Playing the angel |
| While slepping with devils |
| Lavender, lavender |
| He’s got a touch of lavender |
| Lilac and lavender |
| Lavender |
| And this is the part |
| Where you’d get beaten up |
| But you’re saved by a quip |
| And a whole lot of luck |
| Frankie and Charlie have gone |
| Now Larry and Kenny |
| Once they all had a beard |
| Sadly now don’t have any |
| Last night’s indiscretion |
| Was yesterday’s crime |
| You stayed true to yourself |
| But I was poisoned by my time |
| Elusive mercurial |
| Piss-elegant ephemeral |
| They whisper you swish by |
| Your eyes up to the sky |
| The renters on the 'Dilly |
| In their fake leather jackets |
| Say she’s 'ere on the meat rack |
| Knowing all of the rackets |
| Where everything’s gift wrapped |
| And coming in packets |
| Just a knock on the door to some |
| Club where no need to say more |
| Lavender, lavender |
| He’s got a touch of lavender |
| Lilac and lavender |
| Lavender |
| So much there’s not to say |
| You don’t have to anyway |