Ophelia – Natalie MerchantBy Ophelia was a bride of godA novice CarmeliteIn sister cells the cloister bellsTolled on her wedding nightOphelia was a rebel girlA blue stocking suffragetteWho remedied societyBetween her cigarettesOphelia was a sweetheartTo the nation over nightCurvaceous thighsVivacious eyesLove was at first sight…Ophelia was a demigoddessIn pre war BabylonSo statuesque a silhouetteIn black satin evening gownsOphelia was the mistress to aVegas gambling manSignora Ophelia MaraschinaMafia courtesanOphelia was a circus queenThe female cannonballProjected through five flaming hoopsTo wild and shocked applause…Ophelia was a cyclone, tempestA god damned hurricaneYour common senseYour best defenseLay wasted and in vainOphelia’d know your every woeAnd pain you’d ever hadShe’d sympathizeAnd dry your eyesAnd help you to forget…Ophelia’s mind went wanderingYou’d wonder where she’d goneThrough secret doorsDown corridorsShe’d wander them aloneAll alone… www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20