Strawberry Street Lyrics

Streetlights flicker on as they take on the sun
Like counterfeit stars
Watch them come
Watch them come

Pacified, haste, full speed away
The comfort in the arms of the decadent grey
No tears, no fears, you′ll always remain near
Power out there seems to keep you in
Lost your blood to adrenaline
The flesh is weak and the dream is within

And in the casting room
Seven little honey girls sitting in a row
Practice for the imperial pillow
Like sweet little strawberries eaten from a bowl
Hot lipstick red and a candace the sun
And in a bed upstairs she hears destiny
Animal scream

Nightmare you sell
Strawberries hung
Drinking for hours alone
To cure the memory
Watch it die a pornographic death
Ripped, bloody, shredded, steaming mess
Kill the memories, watch them die
A lullaby your mother once sung
Yours is the kind that's born to die young

And on the boulevard
Seven little honey girls sitting in a row
Manacled to the imperial pillow
And if I came up there to Strawberry Street
And said that I held the key
Would you do what I told you?
Would you give it up to me automatically?

Strawberry, strawberry
What you gonna do for me?
Strawberry, strawberry
What you gonna do for me?
Strawberry, strawberry
What you gonna do for me?
Strawberry, strawberry
What you gonna do for me?
Strawberry, strawberry

What you gonna do for me?
Strawberry, strawberry
What you gonna do for me?