Salome
Pete Doherty
Letra

In the cold, coldest of nights
The fire I light, to warm my bones
I've had enough, of the dreadful cold

And from the flames, appears salome
I stand before her amazed
As she dances and demands
The head of john the baptist on a plate

In the morning, shaken and disturbed
From under soft white fur
I see the dust in the morning bright sets the room alive

And by the telly appears salome
I stand before her amazed
As she dances and demands
The head of isidora duncan on a plate

Oh, it's salome
Oh, it's salome

In the cold, coldest of nights
The fire I light, to warm my bones
I've had enough, of the dreadful cold

And from the flames appears salome
I stand before her amazed
As she dances and demands
The head of any bastard on a plate