Momus - Ventriloquists And Dolls lyrics

The music hall is dark, the city lies in silence Traffic lights are changing in the distance The radio plays Brahms Opening the door of his Fiesta the ventriloquist Steps out into the air beneath the stars Rubs his hands against the frost And tucks the dummy in her case beneath his arm Ventriloquists and dolls Tailors and their dummies Moving in parallel worlds Like wolves and little girls Gangsters and their molls Ventriloquists and dolls And slowly on his painful wooden leg the ventriloquist Clumps up the wooden steps towards his flat A single room filled up with mannequins And dangling from the beams on tangled strings, a marionette And his carving's been so painstaking it looks for all the world Like flesh and blood Realistic to a fault, his dolls are portraits carved in wood Of little girls Ventriloquists and dolls Tailors and their dummies Moving in parallel worlds Like wolves and little girls Gangsters and their molls Ventriloquists and dolls And opening the bottle with his teeth He pours the beer into the beergla** on the bed Drinks it at a gulp, brings up the gas Takes off his pants, unscrews his wooden leg And though his face is frighteningly ugly and he takes her by surprise and very fast The doll he crushes under him immediately agrees to everything he asks Ventriloquists and dolls Tailors and their dummies Moving in parallel worlds Like wolves and little girls Gangsters and their molls Ventriloquists and dolls