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Broken Ballerina

Album: Re'sume'
By:
Val Kinzler

Duration

6:25

Genres

Hard Rock

Description

Inspired by Monika Beerle who fell prey to the infamous Tompkins Square Park Butcher in New York City. Sounds like Kate Bush meets Alice Cooper and they drew a chalk line around Janis Joplin's heart.

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Lyrics

I caught you messin' in my attic like an addict on the prowl tearing through my wardrobe wearing nothing but a scowl like a cocaine fiend on carpet patrol this relationship's outa control As I tip toe on to love's ominous stage your silence holds me hostage a cherub armed switch blade my heart beats like an open drum loaded up with rage turnt me into Helen Killer when you took my song away I'm your broken ballerina How're ya doin? Haven't seen ya Every pirouette so graceful now regarded as distasteful I'm your broken ballerina in my desolate arena after several hit and misses How's the Missus? I miss your kisses Unhook these eyelids from your splintery skies Rip my soul wide open so the sun and tears heal I May the waves lift me up and never tear me down Watch me sing and dance for you never making a sound Stripped down to the essence of my feel-whore-moanic sorrows Orchestrated in the pits of one too many anorectic pink tomorrows Ballet slippers on the brain the final curtain's drawn in shame I'm your broken ballerina how're ya doin? haven't seen ya Every pirouette so graceful now retarded and unfaithful I'm your broken ballerina in my desolate arena Though your love was unrequited I miss your kisses But, I'm perfectly imperfect exactly as I am I'm imperfectly perfect just the way I am Well, I drank too many Lucky Strikes and I smoked too much to drink last night Rejected even in my dreams and now you're doin' time for life I still remember playing house guess I was like your door Cause, you kept right on slamming me and yelling out encore (you little whore, can I get some more?) I'm your broken ballerina How're ya doin? Haven't seen ya Every pirouette so graceful now regarded as distateful I'm your broken ballerina in my desolate arena though your love was unrequited I miss your kisses Snapped your fingers and you snapped my spine Blew your nose and you blew my mind I've got ballet slippers on the brain The final curtain's drawn in shame

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