Carmelita Songtext
von A.S. Fanning

We walked ′round
Like zombies in the burying grounds
Like vultures in the sky watch a dying man
In the right suit of red on the wrong side of town
Like ghosts, we don't make a sound

I kept quiet
I didn′t care to feel your light
And with the Black Madonna as my guide
With a wild demon Jesus running by my side
I didn't care to feel your light

Oh Carmelita, hold me tighter
Does Mary pray for us?
When we're all strung out on heroin
Sitting down the back of the bus

Feel no pain
Everything is right as rain
This city seems to know my name
She opens up her legs and opening a vein
Shines her light for me again


Feel no more
I do not care to fight that war
In a studded leather jacket, kneeling on the floor
For 40 minutes dying and for 40 years more
I do not care to fight that war

Oh Carmelita, hold me tighter
Does Mary pray for us?
When we′re all strung out on heroin
Sitting down the back of the bus

There′s pretty girls on the boardwalk tonight
Pick up your cans of cider, boys, line up to the right
They hitch up their skirts, they'll drink ′til they fight
And I won't look away
All alone and divided we stand
With the marks of carelessness blackened on our hands
I don′t know, no, I don't understand
But I won′t walk away

Feel no more
I do not care to fight that war
In a studded leather jacket, kneeling on the floor
For forty 40 minutes dying, 40 fucking years more
With the rats in the road and the leeches at the door
At 8 a.m. in the morning, man, I can help you score
I do not care fight that war


Oh Carmelita, hold me tighter
Does Mary pray for us?
When we're all strung out on heroin
Sitting down the back of the bus

Oh Carmelita, hold me tighter
Does Mary pray for us?
When we're all strung out on heroin
Sitting down the back of the bus