Jeff Buckley Strawberry Street song lyrics

Streetlights flicker on, as they take on the sun

Like counterfeit stars

Watch them come

Watch them come

The pacified hate's full-speed away

A company in the arms of a decorative grave

No tears, no fears - you'll always remain here

The power out there seems to keep you in

Lost your blood to adrenaline

The flesh is weak and the dream is within

And in the plastic room

Seven little honey girls sitting in a row

Pratise for the imperial pillow

Like sweet little strawberries eaten from a bowl

Bite, lipstick red

In a candy store sold

And in the bed I stared - do you hear destiny?

Girl, animal scream

Nightmarey shade, strawberry tile

Drinking for hours alone

Kill memory, watch it die

Pornographic, dead, f**king ripped and bloody

Shredded steaming mess

Kill the memories, watch them die

Lullaby, your mother's once son

Yours is the kind 's born to die young

And on the boulevard, seven little honey girls

Sitting in a row

Manicled to the imperial pillow

And if I came up there to Strawberry Street

It said that I held the key

Would you do as I told you?

Would you give it up to me, automatically?

Strawberry, strawberry... what you gonna do for me?