Lamia
Space Lion Lyrics

He's so animated
When he packs away his appetite
He gets so frustrated
At himself late at night

Oh, we've got nothing
Oh, we've got nothing

She seems so outgoing
The type that kindles insight
Now what she's suggesting
I guess it could be alright




Oh, we've got something
Oh, we've got something

She seem'd at once, some penanced lady elf
Some demon's mistress, or the demon's self
Upon her crest she wore a wanish fire
Sprinkled with stars, like Ariadne's tiar
Her head was serpent, but ah, bitter-sweet!
She had a woman's mouth with all its pearls complete
And for her eyes: what could such eyes do there
But weep, and weep, that they were born so fair?