Philomena - The Decemberists

Oh Philomena, you in a tawdry gown

Lean to your window, let slip a ribbon down

And cure to your boredom

If only you’d let me go down

Down, down

Long summer days can lead to lazy vices

Boys all in idle, left to their own devices

Open up your linen lap

And let me go down

Down, down

All that I wanted in the world

Was just to live to see a naked girl

But I found I quickly bored

I wanted more, I wanted more

So I’ll be your candle and I’ll be your statuette

And I’ll be your lashing loop of leatherette

Oh Philomena, if only you’d let me go down

Down, down

All that I wanted in the world

Was just to live to see a naked girl

But I found, I quickly bored

I wanted more, oh, so much more

So I’ll be your candle and I’ll be your statuette

And I’ll be your lashing loop of leatherette

Oh Philomena, if only you’d let me go down

Down, down

Go down, down down

Go down, go down