Lyrics

Sweet the Sting

Friday 9 September 2011, by Cécile Desbrun

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with a strut into the room
with his hat cocked sure defiantly
he said ‘I. I have heard.
that you can play
the way I like it to
be played.’
I said, ‘I can play.
anyway that you want.
But first I want. I want
to know

Baby is it Sweet Sweet
Sweet the Sting
is it real this infusion -
can it heal
where others before have failed?
If so then somebody
Shake Shake Shake
me sane
’cause I am inching
ever closer to the tip
of this scorpion’s tail’

He said ‘I laid my weapons
down with my pistol
fully loaded, a hunted man
to my root, will it end
or begin in your
cinnabar juice?’

is it Sweet Sweet
Sweet your Sting
is it real your infusion
can it heal
where others before have failed?
If so then somebody
Shake Shake Shake
me sane
’cause I am inching
ever closer to the tip
of this scorpion’s tail

Love let me breathe
breathe you in
melt the confusion
until there is
there is you – union