Princess Coldheart - The Legendary Pink Dots

Princess Coldheart closed her eyes
And waited for the kiss to snap
The chain between her lips
They waited proud
They waited willing
Filed in failed and so she killed them
Sitting on her cutglass throne
For 40 years without a phone
Without a single word
100 thousand would be suitors
Dead because they couldn't move her
In the courtyard flowers bloomed
They drapped themselves
Round tombs and rows of crosses
Pretty flowers bloom
They drapped themselves
Round tombs and rows of crosses
Some were daring tried the tricks
They'd learned in France
Some would touch her hand
Money signs etched in their eyes
She sensed it and one by one they died
Others chanted poems
Even showered her with strange expensive gifts
She couldn't read she owned the best
She laid their flattery to rest
In the courtyard flowers bloomed
They drapped themselves
Round tombs and rows of crosses
Pretty flowers bloom
They drapped themselves
Round tombs and rows of crosses
Then one october night
The humble village fool caught sight
Of Coldheart and he fell
He smashed a rock against her throne
He snatched her hand and took her home
Happily they lived forever after
He wears her chain upon his chest
She even lets him kiss her breast
In the courtyard flowers bloomed
They drapped themselves
Round tombs and rows of crosses
In their garden flowers grew
They pick them
And decorate their room it's touching
It's touching so touching
It's touching so touching ahhh
Princess Coldheart - The Legendary Pink Dots