PALACES OF MONTEZUMA
Psychedelic invocations
Of Mata Hari at the station
I give to you
A Java princess of Hindu Birth
A woman of flesh a child of earth
I give to you
The hanging gardens of Babylon
Miles Davis the black unicorn
I give to you
The Palaces of Montezuma
And the Gardens of Akbar’s tomb
I give to you
The spider Goddess and the Needle Boy
The slave-dwarves they employ
I give to you
A custard-coloured super-dream
Of Ali McGraw and Steve McQueen
I give to you
C’mon baby, let’s get out of the cold
And give me, give me, give me your precious love for me to hold
The epic of Gilgamesh
A pretty little black A-line dress
I give to you
The spinal cord of JFK
Wrapped in Marilyn Monroe’s negligee
I give to you
I want nothing in return
Just the softest little breathless word
I ask of you
A word contained in a grain of sand
That can barely walk can’t even stand
I ask of you
C’mon baby, let’s get out of the cold
And gimme gimme gimme your precious love for me to hold
C’mon baby come out of the cold
And gimme gimme gimme your precious love for me to hold
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Men se engang, musikassociationslegen får ikke lov at løbe af sporet. Den går i ring og slutter hjemme hos Neil Young igen, der i et af mine absolutte yndlingsnumre, Cortez The Killer, synger at
He came dancing across the water
with his galleons and guns
looking for the new world
in that palace in the sun
On the shore lay Montezuma
with his coca leaves and pearls
in his halls he often wondered
with the secrets of the worlds
And his subjects gathered 'round him
like the leaves around a tree
in their clothes of many colours
for the angry gods to see
And the women all were beautiful
and the men stood straight and strong
they offered life in sacrifice
so that others could go on
Hate was just a legend
and war was never known
the people worked together
and they liftede many stones
They carried them to the flatlands
and they died along the way
but they built up with their bare hands
what we still can't do today
And I know she's living there
and she loves me to this day
I still can't ermember when
or how I lost my way
He came dancing across the water
Cortez, Cortez
What a killer
