House of the Black Madonna Songtext
von Becky Becky

At the House of the Black Madonna, I cry like I knew I would
At the House of the Black Madonna, I say, it′s something I remembered
And it comes to me like a dog, I am standing in a white-washed room
You standing with your back to me, you cleaning your shoes
You sometimes bring home other women
And I have to wait on them
It's now that you betray me
And I don′t like that, but I'm not unhappy

At the House of the Black Madonna, my memories sing, let us live
When we give, let us give, while we live, let us live


She looks at the tears in my eyes, I say, it's just an old memory
She says, sometimes I feel the same, that′s not to say I let everybody see
Her voice is cold and clean like the nurse′s uniform
In the hospital where our baby lay, freshly born, still warm
Tag round its foot
I didn't feel much
I didn′t feel a thing then
I haven't again

At the House of the Black Madonna, my memories sing, let us live
When we give, let us give, while we live, let us live

It comes to me like a vision
I finally make my decision
I will wear my little black dress
I will drink myself to death

At the House of the Black Madonna, my memories sing, let us live
When we give, let us give, while we live, let us live
When we give, let us give, while we live, let us live
When we give, let us give, while we live, let us live