Letra de Have One On Me - Joanna Newsom

From the courtyard, I floated in
and I watched it go down.
Heard the cup drop, thought,
"Well, that's why they keep them around."
The blackguard sat hard, down,
with no head on him now;
and I felt so bad,
?cause I didn't know how
to feel bad enough
to make him proud.

By the time you read this,
I will be so far away.
Daddy Longlegs, how in the world
am I to be expected to stay?
In the night, in the night,
you may hear me call;
Pa, stay your hand
and steel your resolve,
stay where you are,
so long and tall.

Here's Lola ? ta da! ?
to do her famous Spider Dance for you!
Lighten up your pockets!
Shake her skirts and scatter, there,
a shrieking, six-legged millionaire
with a blight in his sockets.

Miss Montez, the Countess
of Lansfield appealed
to the King of Bavaria saying,
"Pretty papa, if you are my friend,
Mister Daddy Longlegs, they are at it again!
Can I see you?"

Poor Lola! A tarantula's mounting
Countess Lansfeld's handsome brassiere,
while they all cheer.
And the old king fell from grace,
while Lola fled to save face
and her career.

You caught a fly floating by,
wait for him to drown in the dust,
drown in the dust of other flies.
Whereby the machine is run
and the deed is done;
Heaven has no word
for the way you and your friends
have treated poor Louis.
May God save your poor soul, Lola!
But there is nothing I adore
apart from that whore's black heart.

Well, doesn't that just beat all! ?
Miss Gilbert, called to Castlemaine by the silver dollar
and the gold glitter!
Well, I've seen lots, but never in
a million years would think
to see you here.

Though the long road begins and ends
with you, I cannot seem to make amends
with you, Louis.
When we go out they're bound to see
you with
me.

At night, I walk in the park with a whip
between the lines of the whispering Jesuits,
who are poisoning you against me.
There's a big black spider hanging over my door,
can't go anywhere, anymore,
tell me, are you with me?

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I called to you, several times,
while the change took place and then arrived,
all night, and I died.
But all these songs, when you and I
are long gone will carry on.
Mud in your eye.

You asked my hand, hired a band.
"In your heart is all that you need;
ask and you will receive," it is said.
I threw my bouquet and I knocked 'em dead,
bottle of white, bottle of red.

Helpless as a child
when you held me in your arms,
and I knew that no other
could ever love me as you loved,
love me as you loved,
but help me, I'm leaving!

I remember everything,
down to the sound of you shaving,
the scrape of your razor,
the dully abrading
black hair that remained
when you clutched at me.

That night I came upstairs half-dead,
and in your kindness,
you put me straightaway
in the cupboard with
a bottle of champagne,
and then later, on a train.

It was dark out, I was half-dead;
I saw a star fall into the sky
like a chunk of thrown coal,
as if God himself spat like a cornered rat.
I really want you to do this for me,
will you have one on me?

It was dark; I was drunk and half-dead,
and we slept, knocking heads,
sitting up in the star-smoking air,
knocking heads like buoys.
Don't you worry for me!
Will you have one on me?

Meanwhile, I will raise my own glass
to how you made me fast
and expendable, and I will
drink to your excellent health
and your cruelty,
will you have one on me?

Helpless as a child,
when you held me in your arms,
and I knew that no other
could ever love me?

From the courtyard, I floated in
and I watched it go down.
Heard the cup drop, thought,
"Well, that's why they keep them around."
The blackguard sat hard, down,
with no head on him now;
and I felt so bad,
?cause I didn't know how
to feel bad enough
to make him proud.

Well Daddy Longlegs, are you?
Daddy Longlegs, are you?
Daddy Longlegs, are you proud?