Lyrics Me And Parvati (John Peel Session) - Slapp Happy

Me And Parvati (John Peel Session)

Me and Parvati
In Paris, France
Surrounded by musicians
Dressing to dance
On the tomb
Of aquisitions
Where bloomed
Our positions
Scattered like scars
On the skin of the stars
Needing celebration
We entered a bar
The conversation
Centered on
Conversation
She dropped a tear
For the frozen beer
In the forests of upper Thailand
Out on the street
The fragrance of paste
Lingered on her fingers
The forms she traced
Blushed to feel their
Unfamiliar blood
She made her name
On the exit lane
Of the famous Stellar Highways
Out on the street
Sobbing with lust
I hoped for a banquet
She denied me a crush
I blushed to taste such unfamiliar blood
Seeking sudden treasure on the Rue St. Jacques
The delicate creation of a bruise on her back
Struck down from behind
By a process in the back of her mind
Time will tell if her spell was cast or improvised —
On the curve of disaster I never dared to ask her
She made her name
On the exit lane
Of the famous Stellar Highways
Out on the street
The fragrance of paste
Lingered on her fingers
The forms she traced
Blushed to feel their
Unfamiliar blood