Philomena Songtext
von The Decemberists

O Philomena
You in a tawdry gown
Lean to your window
Let slip a ribbon down
A cure to your boredom
If only you′d let me go down
Down down

Long summer days
Can lead to lazy vices
Boys all at idle
Left to their own devices
Open up your linen lap
And let me go down
Down down

All that I wanted in the world
Was just to live to see a naked girl
But I found I quickly bored
I wanted more
I wanted more


So I'll be your candle
I′ll be your statuette.
I'll be your lashing
Loop of leatherette
O Philomena if only
You'd let me go down.
Down down

All that I wanted in the world
Was just to live to see a naked girl
But I found I quickly bored
I wanted more
Oh so much more

So I′ll be your candle
I′ll be your statuette.
I'll be your lashing
Loop of leatherette
O Philomena if only
You′d let me go down.
Down down

Go down down down
Go down
Go down