germs - dragon lady lyrics

you walk to the temple on the boulevard
you know the way in cause you're
the son of god
she opens the door with
a sardonic glance
you drop to the floor making your plans
[chorus:]
it's a real cool parody
that's my dragon lady
in a low society with no variety
she lives a tongue on cheek dream
there's soemthing in her eyes
that nature denied
she's a whirlwind creature of cultural ties
a preacher of schemes and self denial
she talks up a storm with news and belial
[chorus]
to live in braham tragedy
driven it seems by fantasies
a life like this is sad to see
a smile kept quite in reverie
the clock on the matle hands stop crossed
the rug on the floors a resting place for the dust
the talk of the town yet she's never been seen
a loving relation with a well trained machine

[chorus]