Dragon Lyrics - Lulu - Lou Reed & Metallica

You don't actually care 

Love for you is no beginning 

You're not really there 

Hallucination 

I thought you were listening 

Hallucination 

I thought you were listening 

Hallucination 

I understand you think you're above it 

The adolescent sense of the sky 

The feeling of billowing heartbeats 

The fingertips run through your hair 

They run through your hair 

Hallucination 

Hallucination 

Oh you think you're so special 

That there's no law meant for you 

You come and go like the goddess you are 

We're mere mortals below 

Fingertips run through your hair 

We are mere mortals below 

Are meant to be peons 

Are meant to be servants 

Are meant to be dismissible objects 

One fucks with 

One fucks with 

Poor pitiful creature 

The winner in heartbreak 

The winner in caring 

The winner in every miniscule method of wearing 

Your heart on your sleeve 

A red star of idiocy 

An idiot's idiocy 

My, my caring for you 

Caring for you 

Do you think we're a book 

Some kind of a table 

You can rest your feet on when you're able 

Red star of idiocy 

An idiot's idiocy 

My caring for you 

Poor pitiful creature 

To notice the pining 

The self deprivation 

The self flagellation of you 

Dear worshippers 

We do like you regal 

We do like you haughty 

We do love to look upon your perfect body 

The hair on your shoulders 

The smell of your armpit 

The taste of your vulva and everything on it 

We all really love you 

And you have no meaning 

You don't even see us 

You were never caring 

You go do what you do 

You do it for you 

No one exists with you 

You're way above caring 

Leave a trail upon the wake 

That no one ever tries to take 

Because waiting for you 

Thinking of you 

Is another way of dying 

Is another way of dying 

I'm clawing your chest 

'Til your collarbone bleeds 

Piercing your nipples 'til I bite them off 

I scratch your face and bite your shoulders 

Way above caring 

Way above caring 

And your Kotex jukebox 

Your Kotex jukebox 

I'm doomed, I'm swearing 

Waiting for you 

In your high heels and nightie 

Your leather dress squeaking 

Latex now sweating, waiting for you 

In your tincture 

Your opium white bathrobe 

Your white tiles run red now 

Are we both dead now? 

The liquid exchange of our heart 

The liquid exchange of our heart 

Are we both dead now? 

You're way above caring 

Your heart on your sleeve 

A red star of idiocy 

An idiot's idiocy 

My caring 

My caring for you 

My caring for you 

You're way beyond caring 

Your heart on your sleeve 

A red star of idiocy 

An idiot's idiocy 

My caring for you 

Oblivious to caring 

Oblivious to caring 

Oblivious to caring 

Leave a trail upon the wake 

That no one ever tries to take 

Because waiting for you 

Because thinking of you 

Is another way of dying 

You're way above caring 

Oblivious to caring 

Oblivious to caring 

You poor pitiful creature 

The mistake of feeling 

The one who rejects you is the winner, 

It's true 

The winner in heartbreak 

The winner in caring 

The winner in every miniscule method of wearing 

Your heart on your sleeve 

A red star of idiocy 

An idiot's idiocy 

Your heart on your fuckin' sleeve 

My caring for you 

We were meant to be peons 

We're meant to be peons 

Mere mortals below 

Meant to be servants 

Meant to be dismissible objects one fucks with 

Oh, oh, oh you're so special 

No law meant for you 

You come and go like the goddess you are 

The fingertips run through your hair 

A billowing heart beats 

Feeling 

Feeling 

What a glorious feeling 

To be so rejected 

So rejected 

An idiot's idiocy 

My caring for you 

You think I'm a book or a table 

You can rest your fuckin' feet on 

When you're able 

The taste of your vulva, everything on it 

The hair on your shoulders 

The smell of your armpit 

We do love you, to look upon your perfect body 

We love you regal 

We love you haughty 

Oblivious to caring 

Oblivious to caring 

Caring 

Oh my dear 

Oh my dear 

Oh my dear 

Oblivious to caring 

Are we really dead now? 

Are we both dead now?