Contempt - Silkworm

«Do you like my thighs and my feet?»

«Oh yes, my dear you’re heavenly

You’re the finest girl to ever visit Capri»

It’s the last time I’ll ever leave home

Because my memory is here in Rome

But now I’m loose, after a vicious afternoon

I used to think you were a man

American turned the screw

Keep away from me, I’ll keep away from you

That American seems so strange

His face, it wears a rictus of pain

But his villa is large, and he’s hired Fritz Lang

If I read Homer, I wouldn’t be bored

But that American thinks he’s a god

I wonder what’s wrong with a technicolour world

And when he took me from under your nose

You loved me less than his money

I’ll keep away from you, you’ll keep away from me

I’ll keep away from you, you’ll keep away from me

My last word is softly «Contempt»

And I’ll leave with him soon

Keep away from me, I’ll keep away from you

Keep away from me, I’ll keep away from you

Keep away from me, I’ll keep away from you