*The Decemberists*
Album: Castaways and Cutouts
Song: The Legionnaire s Lament
[Verse 1]
I m a legionnaire, camel in disrepair,
hoping for a Frigidaire to come passing by.
I am on reprieve, lacking my joise de vivre,
missing my gay Paree in this desert dry.
And I wrote my girl, told her I would not
return, I ve terribly taken a turn for the
worse now, I fear. It s been a year or more
since they shipped me to this foreign
shore, fighting in a foreign, so far away
from my home.
[Chorus]
If only some rain would fall on the house and
the boulevards and the sidewalks bagatelles (it s
like a dream). With a roar of cars and the
lolling of the cafe bars and the sweetly sleeping
sweeping of the Seine. Lord, I don t know if I ll
ever be back again. La Da Dum Dum La Da Da Dum
[Verse 2]
Medicating in the sun with pinch doses of
laudanum, longing for the old fecundity of
my homeland. Curses to this mirage! A
bottle of ancient shiraz! The smattering of
distant applause is ringing in my poor
ears. On the old left bank, my baby in a
charabanc, riding up the width and length
of the Champs Elysee.
[Chorus]
If only some rain would fall on the house and
the boulevards and the sidewalks bagatelles (it s
like a dream). With a roar of cars and the
lolling of the cafe bars and the sweetly sleeping
sweeping of the Seine. Lord, I don t know if I ll
ever be back again. La Da Dum Dum La Da Da Dum
[Interlude]
[Chorus]
If only some rain would fall on the house and
the boulevards and the sidewalks bagatelles (it s
like a dream). With a roar of cars and the
lolling of the cafe bars and the sweetly sleeping
sweeping of the Seine. Lord, I don t know if I ll
ever be back again. La Da Dum Dum La Da Da Dum
[Outro]
... Lord, I don t know if I ll ever be back again,
be back again, be back again, O be back again.
Oh oh oh oh oh, la la la la, la la la la, oh oh oh oh