Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Jacky , by - Marc Almond. Song from the album Trials Of Eyeliner: Anthology 1979-2016, in the genre ПопRelease date: 27.10.2016
Record label: Mercury
Song language: English
Jacky |
| And if one day I should become |
| A singer with a Spanish bum |
| Who sings for women of great virtue |
| I’d sing to them with a guitar |
| I borrowed from a coffee bar |
| Well, what you don’t know doesn’t hurt you |
| My name would be Antonio |
| And all my bridges I would burn |
| And when I gave them some they’d know |
| I’d expect something in return |
| I’d have to get drunk every night |
| And talk about virility |
| With some old grandmother |
| That might be decked out like a Christmas tree |
| And no pink elephant I’d see |
| Though I’d be drunk as I could be |
| Still I would sing my song to me |
| About the time they called me «Jacky» |
| If I could be for only an hour |
| If I could be for an hour every day |
| If I could be for just one little hour |
| Cute in a stupid ass way |
| And if I joined the social whirl |
| Became procurer of young girls |
| Then I could have my own bordellos |
| My record would be number one |
| And I’d sell records by the ton |
| All sung by many other fellows |
| My name would then be handsome Jack |
| And I’d sell boats of opium |
| Whisky that came from Twickenham |
| Authentic queens |
| And phoney virgins |
| I’d have a bank on every finger |
| A finger in every country |
| And every country ruled by me |
| I’d still know where I’d want to be |
| Locked up inside my opium den |
| Surrounded by some china men |
| I’d sing the song that I sang then |
| About the time they called me «Jacky» |
| If I could be for only an hour |
| If I could be for an hour every day |
| If I could be for just one little hour |
| Cute in a stupid ass way |
| Now, tell me, wouldn’t it be nice |
| That if one day in paradise |
| I’d sing for all the ladies up there |
| And they would sing along with me |
| And we be so happy there to be |
| 'Cos down below is really nowhere |
| My name would then be «Jupiter» |
| Then I would know where I was going |
| Become all knowing |
| My beard so very long and flowing |
| If I could play deaf, dumb and blind |
| Because I pitied all mankind |
| And broke my heart to make things right |
| I know that every single night |
| When my angelic work was through |
| The angels and the Devil too |
| Could sing my childhood song to me |
| About the time they called me «Jacky» |
| If I could be for only an hour |
| If I could be for an hour every day |
| If I could be for just one little hour |
| Cute in a stupid ass way |