Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Incarceration Of A Flower Child, artist - Marianne Faithfull.
Date of issue: 13.04.1999
Song language: English
Incarceration Of A Flower Child |
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 |
Don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it to me |
Don’t think about it, don’t think about it, don’t think about it, |
don’t think about what it might be |
Don’t get up to open the door, just stay with me here on the floor |
It’s gonna get cold in the 1970's |
You wouldn’t listen, you thought you knew better, you just to had to speak to |
that man |
Please believe me, i’ll visit whenever i can |
Laying in your little white room with no windows and three square sedations a |
day |
You plead with the doctor who’s running the show |
«please don’t take jasmine away and leave me alone.» |
Don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it to me |
Don’t think about it, don’t think about it, don’t think about it, |
don’t think about what it might be |
Don’t get up to open the door, just stay with me here on the floor |
It’s gonna get cold in the 1970's |
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 who’s running the show |
«please don’t take jasmine away and leave me alone.» |