Marianne Faithfull

[fox69]

"Ooh Baby Baby"

"Ooh Baby Baby"


Ooh, la la la la
Ooh, la la la la

I did you wrong, my heart went out to play
But in the game I lost you, what a price to pay
I'm cryin'

[Incomprehensible]
Ooh baby, baby
[Incomprehensible]

Mistakes, I know I've made a few
But I'm only human, you've made mistakes too
I'm cryin'

Oh oh oh, baby, baby
Oh oh oh, baby, baby

I'm just about at the end of my rope
But I'll keep on tryin', I can't give up hope

That I'll, someday I'll hold you near
Whisper, I still love you until the day is here
I'm cryin'

Oh oh oh, baby, baby
Oh oh oh, baby, baby

Oh oh oh, ohh
Oh oh oh

 

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"Our Love Has Gone"

"Our Love Has Gone"


Our love has gone
And there's nothing we can do.
It has happened, leave it so.

People may say
It is wrong me leaving you,
Maybe wrong but I must go.

I can't change,
Rhyme this song,
Our love has gone.

Please turn away
So you'll hide your tears from me.
I can't stand to see you cry.

It's just no good,
This love wasn't meant to be.
It must end while there's still time.

Don't ask me
What turned wrong,
Our love has gone.

Who's to say whose fault it is,
Why there's no flame when we kiss
And the music we once heard.

Our love has gone
And there's nothing there at all.
I can't help the way I feel.

And when I'm away,
Out of habit I will call.
Don't you see it's so unreal.

And I don't know
What turned wrong.
Our love has gone.

 

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"Paris Bells"

"Paris Bells"


Past the cafehutters down,
No one stirs in the town.
The morning after the rain
The barges move on the seine.

Down the avenue lined with trees
Paris bells ring on the breeze
Paris bells ring on the breeze.

Dawn is breaking, birds start to sing,
Sun is rising, warms everything.
The echo of footsteps on a cobbled street,
Dim alleyways where the shadows meet.

Down the avenue lined with trees

Paris bells ring on the breeze
Paris bells ring on the breeze.

The places where we used to visit,
The chapel where we went to wed.
Paris bells on the breeze
Often stir memories.

We both knew the morning rain
We both wandered down the seine.
Now you're gone away from me
You're just a memory
Like the bells ring on the breeze,
Paris bells ring on the breeze.

 

[fox69]

"Past, Present And Future"

"Past, Present And Future"


[The Past]
Past - well now let me tell you about the past
Past is filled with silent joys and broken toys
Laughing girls and teasing boys
Was I ever in love?
I called it love
I mean - it felt like love
There were moments when...
Well, there were moments when...

[Present]
Go out with you?
Why not?
Do I like to dance?
Of course
Take a walk along the beach tonight?
I'd love to
(But) Don't try to touch me
Don't try to touch me
Cause that will never happen again
Shall we dance?

[Instrumental]

[The Future]
Tomorrow - well... Tomorrow is a long way off
Maybe someday I'll hold somebody's hand
Maybe somewhere someone will understand
You know - I used to sing: "A tisket, a tasket, a green and yellow basket"
I'm all packed up and I'm on my way and I'm gonna fall in love
But at the moment it's doesn't look good
At the moment it will never happen again
I don't think it will ever happen again

 

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"Penthouse Serenade"

"Penthouse Serenade"


Just picture a penthouse way up in the sky
With hinges on chimneys for stars to go by
A sweet slice of heaven for just you and i
When we're alone.

From all of society we'll stay aloof
And live in propriety there on the roof.
Two heavenly hermits we will be in truth
When we're alone.

We'll see life's mad pattern
As we view old manhattan
Then we can thank our lucky stars
That we're living as we are.

In our little penthouse we'll always contrive
To keep love and romance forever alive
In view of the hudson just over the drive,
When we're alone.

We can thank our lucky stars
That we're living as we are.

In our little penthouse we'll always contrive
To keep love and romance forever alive
In view of the hudson just over the drive,
When we're alone.

 

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"Pirate Jenny"

"Pirate Jenny"


You lads see me wash the glasses, wipe the floors,
Make the beds, I'm the best of servants.
You can kindly throw me pennies and I'll thank you very much.
When you see me ragged and tattered in this dirty shit hotel,
You don't know in hell who's talking,
You still don't know in hell who's talking.
Yet one fine day there will be roars from the harbour
And you'll ask, "what is all that screeching for?"
And you'll see me smiling as I dunk the glasses
And you'll say, "what's she got to smile at for?"
And the ship, eight sails shining,
Fifty-five cannons wide, sir,
Waits there at the quay.

You say, "work on, wipe the glasses, my girl."
And just slip me a dirty six-pence.
And your pennies will be taken, and your beds will be made,
(but I doubt if forty winks will come anybody's way)
And you still don't know in hell who's talking,
You still don't know in hell who's talking.
Still one fine day there'll be a loud bang from the harbour,
And you'll ask, "jesus christ, what was that bang?"
And you'll see me standing right behind the window,
And you'll say, "why has she got the evil eye?"
And the ship, eight sails shining,
Fifty-five cannons wide, sir,
Will be aimed at this town.

So then lads, it's time for tears, no more laughs at the bar,

For the walls will be at your ankles.
And look out, lads, the town will be flat as the ground,
This dirty shit hotel will be spared wrack and ruin
And you'll say, "who is the fancy bitch lives there?"
You'll say, "who is the fancy bitch lives there?"
There'll be rows of people running round the hotel
And you'll ask, "why should they have spared this hovel?"
And you'll see me in the morning leaving lightly
And you'll say, "that one, her , she lived there?"
The same ship, eight sails shining,
Fifty-five cannons wide, sir,
Flies crossbones and skull.

In the midday sun a hundred men will step ashore
All tramping where shadows crawled.
They'll lay their hands on men, hiding shit-scared behind doors
Lead them in chains here before this silent woman,
And they'll say, "well, which ones shall we kill?"
They'll say, "which ones shall we kill?"
Come the dot of twelve, it will be still in the harbour,
When they ask me, "well, who is going to die?"
And you'll hear me whispering, oh, so sweetly, "all of them!"
And as the soft heads fall, I'll say, "hop-l?quot;
That same ship, eight sails shining,
Fifty-five cannons wide, sir,
Disappears with me.

The Salomon Song

 

[fox69]

"Plaisir D'amour"

"Plaisir D'amour"


Plaisir d'amour
Ne dure qu'un moment,
Chagrin d'amour
Dure toute la vie.

Your eyes kissed mine,
I saw the love in them shine.
But you gave me heaven right then
When your eyes kissed mine.

Plaisir d'amour
Ne dure qu'un moment.

Chagrin d'amour
Dure toute la vie.

My love loves me
And all the wonders I see
But the rainbow
Shines in my window,
My love loves me.

Plaisir d'amour
Ne dure qu'un moment.
Chagrin d'amour
Dure toute la vie.

 

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"Portland Town"

"Portland Town"


I was born in portland town
I was born in portland town
Yes I was, yes I was, yes I was.

I got married in portland town
I got married in portland town
Yes I did, yes I did, yes I did.

I had children, one, two, three
I had children, one, two, three
Yes I did, yes I did, yes I did.

Took my children off to war
Took my children off to war
Yes they did, yes they did, yes they did.

Killed my children one by one
Killed my children one by one
Yes they did, yes they did, yes they did.

No more children in portland town
No more children in portland town
No I won't, no I won't, no I won't.

I was born in portland town
I was born in portland town
Yes I was, yes I was, yes I was.

 

[fox69]

"Pride"

"Pride"


Anna I

So we saved up, bought ourselves an outfit,
Nighties, nylons, beautiful dresses.
Soon we found a job that was going,
A job as dancer in a cabaret,
A job in memphis, the second big town we came to.

Oh how hard it was for Anna!
Beautiful clothes can make a good girl particular?
When the drinking tigress meets herself in the pool,
She's apt to become a menace.

She began talking about art (of all things),
About the art (if you please) of cabaret.
In memphis, the second big town we came to,
It wasn't art that sort of people came for.
That sort of people came for something else;

And when a man has paid for his evening
He expects a good show in return.

So if you cover up your bosom and thighs like you had a rash,
Don't be surprised to see them yawning.

So I told my art-loving sister Anna:
"leave your pride to those who can well afford it.
Do what you are asked to do and not what you want,
For that isn't what is wanted."

Oh but I had trouble, I can tell you,
With her fancy pig-head notions.
Night by night I sat by her bedside,
Holding her hand and saying this:
"think of our little house in Louisiana!"

Family

O lord, look down upon our daughter,
Show her the way that leads the good to thy reward.
Who fights the good fight and all self subdues,
Wins the palm, gains the crown.

 

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"Prologue"

"Prologue"


Midway, this way of life we're bound upon
I woke to find myself in a dark wood,
Where the right road was wholly lost, and gone.

Aye me, how hard to speak of it,
That rude and rough and stubborn forest,
The mere breath of memory stirs the old fear in the blood.

But when, at last, I stood beneath a steep hillside,

Which closed that valley's wandering maze,
Whose dread had pierced me to the heart root deep.

Then I looked up, and saw the morning rays
Mantle its shoulder from that planet bright,
Which guides men's feet aright,
On all their ways.