T. Hakola-words & music, guitars, piano, dulcimer... <br />Laureline Prod'homme-bass, Zoé Hochberg-drums, <br />Laure Slabiak & Léopoldine Hummel-backing vocals, <br />info/contact: www.theohakola.com <br /><br />BURY ME STANDING <br />(after “Lady Lazuras” by Sylvia Plath – with thanks to Gwenaëlle Aubry) <br /><br />Now I’ve gone and done it once again <br />In a trio of decades, this one’s my number three <br />It’s a song I sing a year out of every ten <br />And the peanut-munching crowd shoves in to see <br /><br />Yes, gentlemen and ladies <br />Step up for the big striptease <br />Farewell flesh, hello Hades <br />Take my hand, take me please <br /><br />The first time it happened I was ten <br />The second time I meant, meant not to come back at all <br />Oh, that artful event was no accident <br />Rocked shut in a seashell, you know I still heard the call <br /><br />But with the third time a charm, I bought the farm <br />And now they have me pushing daisies <br />Though ever lyrical, this two-time miracle <br />Is done rising like a Lazarus lady <br /><br />Out of the ash I once rose with red hair <br />A smiling woman, oh, I ate men like air <br />And like the cat, I had nine times to die <br />But by the tenth, you know my end was nigh <br /> <br />Now the food the grave cave ate <br />will be at home on me <br />And the brood left to brave their fate <br />will surely hate my memory <br /><br />Yes, gentlemen and ladies <br />If you have my disease <br />Don’t go making babies <br />Get a dog or adopt some trees <br /><br />And do bury me standing <br />I lived too long on my knees <br />Farewell flesh, hello Hades <br />Take my hand, take me please <br />
