Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Jasper C. Debussy, artist - T. Rex.
Date of issue: 31.12.1973
Song language: English
Jasper C. Debussy |
Jasper was fine but he had glass eyes |
He crucified me with his pixie coloured lies |
His hair was black, he had a bend in his back |
He tied my cousin Eddy to the railroad tracks |
The train it come, he started to run |
Jasper C. Debussy that’s his kind of fun |
Jasper was born with a moth in his mind |
The moth was too soft on the curtain behind |
He startled the face of a friend of my girl’s |
He cut out her eyes and he wore them with furs |
I get half the dues, wear my shoes |
Tonight you might laugh while crying the news |
'Cos Jasper C. Debussy, that’s his kind of blues |
Mama |
Jasper he dressed in the darkest of clothes |
He wears scarlet pantaloons and five foot one inch hose |
His face is like a rock and his eyes like the night |
He’s like a grim faced dog that’s looking for a fight |
Silhouette looks like a furry Persian rat |
When you see him coming mama, you’d better run |
Because Jasper C. Debussy that’s his kind of fun |