Vanity’s Paramor

Ten in one, you go out to a habitat
everyone there is anonymous
Preying on all the dark alley dances
to music you heard at the carnival
Haven’t you had enough of spinning that empty bottle?
Baby you can’t afford your addiction
is leading you only to posthumous

Don’t let the arms of Aphrodite push you around
with a pomegranate smile, she leads you under ground
You got to, hang onto reason while you walk the crooked mile
Side steppin’ the wrath of the Concubine

Fantasy over facing the music
is daring the walls to come down on you
Agony over taming the elephant
taking up space in your living room
When you go waking up, you’ll see your in mighty quick sand
Saber and Cape in hand, you’re a Matador
Looking for Vanity’s Paramour

Don’t let the arms of Aphrodite push you around
with a pomegranate smile, she leads you under ground
You got to, hang onto reason while you walk the crooked mile
Side steppin’ the wrath of the Concubine

Oh, down you go
Where it stops, ain’t nobody gonna know
You’re all foot loose, in your fancy feather bed

You just a blind sighted, bold submission
heavy on the sacreligion
B flat, bull fight, short stick, hell of a sacrifice

Solo

Oh, down you go
Where it stops, ain’t nobody gonna know
But you’re all foot loose, in your fancy feather bed

You just a blind sighted, bold submission
heavy on the sacreligion
every little thing’s so convoluted
an aphrodisiac infusion
a B flat, bull fight, short stick hell of a sacrifice

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