My Dark Star

In a hired car she will come to England from the sea And as the tide flows the London snows will come. And from the skyline shines the lies of the government's singular history So in a hired world she will buy a gun And she will come from India with a love in her eyes That say oh how my dark star will rise In rented gear two thousand years we waited for a man But with a tattooed tit she'd die for us all tonight. And she will come from India with a gun at her side, Or she will come from Argentina With her cemetery eyes that say Oh, how my dark star will rise, And she will rise. --- My Dark Star - Suede and The London Suede