A Singer Must Die

A Singer Must Die -Leonard Cohen

Now the courtroom is quiet

But who will confess

Is it true you betrayed us

The answer is Yes

Then read me the list

Of the crimes that are mine

I will ask for the mercy

That you love to decline

And all the ladies go moist

And the judge has no choice

A singer must die

For the lie in his voice

And I thank you

I thank you for doing your duty

You keepers of truth

You guardians of beauty

Your vision is right

My vision is wrong

I'm sorry for smudging the air

With my song

Oh the night it is thick

My defences are hid

In the clothes of a woman

I would like to forgive

In the rings of her silk

In the hinge of her thighs

Where I have to go begging

In beauty's disguise

Oh goodnight goodnight

My night after night

My night after night after night

After night after night

Am I so afraid that I listen to you

Your sun glassed protectors

They do that to you

It's their ways to detain

Their ways to disgrace

Their knee in your balls

And their fist in your face

Yes and long live the state

By whoever it's made

Sir I didn't see nothing

I was just getting home late