Violin

He plays the violin
and you’re his marionette
he plays the violin
and you dance to his steps
absinthe-soaked, his housekeeper you does dress
you’re like a little doll
in less and less and less
like a sponge
soak up their vice
with self destruction
Lulu is spiced
in pretty costumes
showing off her flesh
that housekeeper dresses her
so she can get undressed
absinthe-soaked houseekeper
puts you to bed
and in the morning dresses you
in costumes you are fed
so you’re his little doll
dancing to his violin
daddy’s little girl
now unimpressed of sin
just a marionette
of a perverts desires
choreographed, your movements
a bird on the wire
he plays his violin