The Tiger Lillies
love a whore
The best fruit is the forbidden
And love is the path to forgiving
That which you cannot attain
Sucks you to it like a drain
The love I feel it is so pure
I tell myself so I endure
I suffer pains which I canât cure
If only I could love a whore
Sometimes I think that I might cry
I never do and I know why
Because with love I will endure
If only I could love a whore
The neon lights go fizzing by
On lonely nights I wonder why
The love I feel it is so pure
If only I could love a whore
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- Cold Night In Soho
- Either Or
- Miscellaneous
- Plague Songs
- Live in Soho
- The Story of Franz Biberkopf
- Rime of the Ancient Mariner
- Here I Am Human!
- Here I am Human
- Farmyard Filth
- Low Life Lullabies
- Spit Bucket
- Ad Nauseam
- Circus Songs
- Bad Blood and Blasphemy
- Births, Marriages & Deaths
- Shockheaded Peter: A Junk Opera
- Two Penny Opera
- The Sea
- Torture Garden