Lyrics, originally by Lou Reed,
only slightly tweaked by a Badger:


Shiny, shiny,
shiny boots of leather.
Whiplash girl-child,
in the dark.
Comes in bells,
don't forsake him.
Strike dear mistress,
and cure his heart.
.
Downy sins,
of street-light fancies.
Chase the costumes,
she shall wear.
Ermine furs,
adorned, and imperious.
Severin, Severin,
awaits you there.
.
I am tired,
and I am weary.
I could sleep,
for a thousand years.
A thousand dreams,
that would awake me.
Different colours,
made of tears.
.
Kiss the boot,
of shiny, shiny leather.
Shiny leather,
in the dark.
Tongue of thongs,
belt that does await you.
Strike dear mistress,
and cure his heart.
.
Severin, Severin,
speak so slightly.
Severin, Severin,
down on bended knee.
Taste the whip,
a love not given lightly.
Taste the whip,
now bleed for me.
.
I am tired,
and I am weary.
I could sleep,
for a thousand years.
A thousand dreams,
that would awake me.
Different colours,
made of tears.
.
Shiny, shiny,
shiny boots of leather.
Whiplash girl-child,
in the dark.
Your servant comes,
don't forsake him.
Strike, dear mistress,
and cure his heart.
.



    Dirge
    • Type: Cover
    • 73 bpm
    • Sheffield, United Kingdom