Eliza Carthy
blood on my boots
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I was drinking champagne
With Jerry Springer
I was young and dressed up to the nines
I looked on adoringly west end walls of mirrors at my face
At my fondest designs
And oh
My dears
It was five pounds of glass, don't you know
As the wise might suspect
As I stood laughing with the director
There was only one way this could go.
- Album:
- Big Machine
- THE MORAL OF THE ELEPHANT
- Dreams Of Breathing Underwater
- Miscellaneous
- Wayward Daughter
- Neptune
- Red
- Anglicana
- Angels & Cigarettes
- Rice
- Heat, Light and Sound
- Rough Music
- The Definitive Collection
- The Acoustic Folk Box
- Songs in the Key of She
- 1998 Technics Mercury Music Prize Albums of the Year
- Monitor This! April/May 2001
- Celtic Spirit
- Me Time
- WTTS 92.3 Fresh New Music