St. Nazaire Songtext
von Pixies

Down at the rocks at St. Nazaire
I drank a bottle and a fuck me prayer
I washed out with the greasy tide
I went down on the Selkie bride

Her daddy′s dead and her eyes are black
Smells like spliff and Armagnac
She lost her coat but I like her style
She lost her head but I like her smile


I'm all done talking to you, oh
And I don′t wanna be true, oh
I'm all done talking to you

I drank a bottle and a fuck me prayer
Down at the rocks at St. Nazaire
Her daddy's dead and her eyes are black
I washed out, never going back

I′m all done talking to you, oh
And I don′t wanna be true, no
I'm done with talking to you

I′m all done talking to you, oh
And I don't wanna be true, no
I′m done with talking to you