New Skin for the Old Ceremony

You were the promise at dawn, I was the morning after. You were Jesus Christ my Lord, I was the money lender. You were the sensitive woman, I was the very reverend Freud. You were the manual orgasm, I was the dirty little boy. And is this what you wanted to live in a house that is haunted by the ghost of you and me? Is this what you wanted ... You were Marlon Brando, I was Steve McQueen. You were K.Y. Jelly, I was Vaseline. You were the father of modern medicine, I was Mr. Clean. You where the whore and the beast of Babylon, I was Rin Tin Tin. And is this what you wanted ... And is this what you wanted ... You got old and wrinkled, I stayed seventeen. You lusted after so many, I lay here with one. You defied your solitude, I came through alone. You said you could never love me, I undid your gown. And is this what you wanted ... And is this what you wanted ... I mean is this what you wanted ... That's right, is this what you wanted ...
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I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel,
you were talking so brave and so sweet,
giving me head on the unmade bed,
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I asked my father,
I said, "father change my name."
The one I'm using now it's covered up
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Field Commander Cohen, he was our most important spy.
Wounded in the line of duty,
parachuting acid into diplomatic cocktail parties,
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Why don't you try to do without him?
Why don't you try to live alone?
Do you really need his hands for your passion?
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There is a war between the rich and poor,
A war between the man and the woman.
There is a war between the ones who say there is a war
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Now the courtroom is quiet, but who will confess.
Is it true you betrayed us? The answer is Yes.
Then read me the list of the crimes that are mine,
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And who by fire, who by water,
who in the sunshine, who in the night time,
who by high ordeal, who by common trial,
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