THEO HAKOLA - "Bury Me Standing"

T. Hakola-words & music, guitars, piano, dulcimer...
Laureline Prod'homme-bass, Zoé Hochberg-drums,
Laure Slabiak & Léopoldine Hummel-backing vocals,
info/contact: www.theohakola.com

BURY ME STANDING
(after “Lady Lazuras” by Sylvia Plath – with thanks to Gwenaëlle Aubry)

Now I’ve gone and done it once again
In a trio of decades, this one’s my number three
It’s a song I sing a year out of every ten
And the peanut-munching crowd shoves in to see

Yes, gentlemen and ladies
Step up for the big striptease
Farewell flesh, hello Hades
Take my hand, take me please

The first time it happened I was ten
The second time I meant, meant not to come back at all
Oh, that artful event was no accident
Rocked shut in a seashell, you know I still heard the call

But with the third time a charm, I bought the farm
And now they have me pushing daisies
Though ever lyrical, this two-time miracle
Is done rising like a Lazarus lady

Out of the ash I once rose with red hair
A smiling woman, oh, I ate men like air
And like the cat, I had nine times to die
But by the tenth, you know my end was nigh

Now the food the grave cave ate
will be at home on me
And the brood left to brave their fate
will surely hate my memory

Yes, gentlemen and ladies
If you have my disease
Don’t go making babies
Get a dog or adopt some trees

And do bury me standing
I lived too long on my knees
Farewell flesh, hello Hades
Take my hand, take me please