Slapp Happy – Me & Paravati lyrics

Me & Paravati in Paris, France
surrounded by musicians, dressing to dance
On the tomb of acquisitions
where bloomed our positions
Scattered like scars on the skin of the stars
needing celebration we entered a bar.

The conversation centred on conservation
She dropped a tear for the frozen deer
In the forest of Upper Thailand (tigerland).
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 Stella Highways (hide-a-ways)

Out on the street, sobbing with lust,
I hoped for a banquet
She denied me a crust
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 dropped a tear for the frozen deer
in the forest of Upper Thailand (tigerland).
Out on the street, the fragrance of paste
Lingered on her fingers
The forms she traced
Blushed to feel their unfamiliar blood