The Man Condemned To Death - Marc Almond, Michael Cashmore

Let’s dream together of a thug

Big as universe

Splashed with tattoos

In purple reds and blues

His kisses like a drug

He’ll pass smoke on his breath

A shared butt tasting of islands

Of tobacco rum and death

It breaks my heart to see them go

My cell mates acting mean and hard

The one we crowned with lilacs in the yard

Who bought me bitter pain

The other dead in Venice

In a black gondola

In the pouring Autumn rain

Let your teeth slide their wolfish grin

Into my blue veined jugular

Pulsating like a star

In the scarlet Spanish night

Give me your hand and lead me where

Black grasses kneel to morning dew

As for me I’m bound to die there

We hadn’t finish our Gitanes

Bitter fags smoked to the last spark

Of embers twinkling in the dark

You faced a death sentence

My best years spent inside a cell

Back to the wall for stealing books

That I’d committed to memory

Let’s dream together of a thug

Chased across town, his splashed tattoos

Mapped in purples reds and blues

His kisses like a smoky drug

He’ll die with blond hair and not grey

The two of us exchanging rings

On his execution day

Give me your hand and lead me where

Black grasses kneel to morning dew

Give me your hand and lead me where

Black grasses kneel to morning dew

As for me I’m bound to die there

Let’s dream together of a thug

Chased across town, his splashed tattoos

Mapped in purples reds and blues

His kisses like a smoky drug

He’ll die with blond hair and not grey

The two of us exchanging rings

On his execution day