Pools Of Mercury Lyrics - Jim Carroll

Sirens begin, the red light spins 

Hungry go the thieves 

Betty's in the sandbox trying to detox 

She always wears long sleeves 

Desdemona in a red kimona can't get off the bench 

Her bolts are fused, her limbs can't move 

Someone better find a wrench 

Got no past, they can't last 

Future's like a curse 

What's best for them is always bought 

At the price of something worse 

Wren's heart of ashes, the glue-on lashes 

Her baby's in a brillo box 

She's on one knee with key after key 

Trying to find the right lock 

By the pulp of her fears 

And the shape of her tears 

You can tell tomorrow's weather 

She bends her skin in the shape of her sins 

To keep herself together 

Got no past, they can't last 

The future's like a hearse 

What's best for them is always bought 

At the price of something worse 

Got no past, I can't last 

The future's like a curse 

I'm swimming in pools of mercury 

Making sense of the end of the century 

They want to -- outside 

They want to -- outside 

They want to scream outside 

They want to search outside 

They want to lose outside 

They want to beg outside 

They want to have sex outside 

They want to -- outside 

They want to pray outside 

They want to buy outside 

They want to dream outside 

They want to pine outside 

They want to -- outside 

They want to sleep 

They only want to be alone outside 

Carl's been burned 

Better return him back to central casting 

Jen grows weaker her soul sneakers 

Are useless without laces 

So she rides the snake till she grows wings 

And flies to better places 

Got no past, they can't last 

The future's like a hearse 

What's best for them is always bought 

At the price of something worse 

Got no past, I can't last 

The future's like a curse 

I'm swimming in pools of mercury 

Making sense of the end of the century 

It's dawn, their faces worn 

Rain like a female feathers 

I'm swimming in pools of mercury 

Making sense of the end of the century 

Got no past, they can't last 

The future's like a hearse 

What's best for them is always bought 

At the price of something worse