Lyrics Larder - The Tiger Lillies

Larder

She is there, she is there in the larder
Preserved for all time for his ardour
She’s been dead sixteen months in September
Since they burned her coffin to an ember
Well, he loved her too much to let her die with the flames
Now he comes home each eve and she’s always the same
Well not quite, the flesh is decaying
And the smell stops friends from staying
He kissed her goodbye, she let out a cry
Now the body remains as she died
And, he loved her too much to let her die with the flames
He comes home each evening and she’s always the same
He got a book on embalming and he found it simply quite charming
She is there, she is there in the larder, preserved for all time for his ardour
She is there, she is there in the larder
(repeated 8 times)