Blind Nurses - Tuesdays

Sneakin' tiny slippers
Silky floating gown
Boiling oil in the saucepan
Rising steam all around

Mornings, Tuesdays, have a wash, no rush, the make-up must be
Flawless, undisturbed by the news, unaware of space

Greeting cards for birthdays
Shopping list complete
The total of bills calculated
All rewarded with some sweets

Dancing, singing, little writhing round the hose of the
Hover, undisturbed by the news, unaware of space

Never will, never did
Never walks in the matrix
Never may, never could
Never spells out a curse
She's gonna do the laundry
She's gonna remove any dirt
Still I'm afraid
That all I give her is burns

The flowers shine hap-happiness
No footstep hits the ground
The postman comes in blushing
And he cannot accept a coin

A movie flickers, little teardrops falling over the romance
Of a whore on the road with a little suitcase

Never will, never did
Never walks in the matrix
Never may, never could
Never spells out a curse
She's gonna do the laundry
She's gonna remove any dirt
Still I'm afraid
That all I give her is burns

Written by:
Csaba Szász

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