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Saturday, October 09, 2004
Ophelia
Ophelia's mind went wandering / You'd wonder where she goes

Ophelia (Natalie Merchant)
Ophelia was a bride of God A novice Carmelite In sister cells The cloister bells tolled on her wedding night
Ophelia was the rebel girl A blue stockting suffragette Who remedied society between her cigarettes
And Ophelia was the sweetheart To a nation overnight Curvaceous thighs Vivacious eyes Love was at first sight... Love was at first sight... Love...
Ophelia was a demigoddess in pre-war Babylon So statuesque a silhouette in black satin evening gowns
Ophelia was the mistress to A Vegas gambling man Signora Ophelia Maraschina Mafia courtesan
Ophelia was the circus queen The female cannonball Projected through five flaming hoops To wild and shocked applause To wild and shocked applause
Ophelia was a tempest cyclone A goddamn hurricane Your common sense, your best defense They wasted , and in vain
For Ophelia 'd know your every woe And every pain you'd ever had She'd sympathize and dry your eyes Help you to forget... And help you to forget And help you to forget
Ophelia's mind went wandering You'd wonder where she goes Through secret doors down corridors She wanders there alone All alone
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