Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girlchild in the dark
Comes in bells, your servant, don't forsake him

Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart

Downy sins of streetlight fancies

Chase the costumes she shall wear
Ermine furs adorn the imperious
Severin, Severin awaits you there


I am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years

A thousand dreams that would awake me
Different colors made of tears


Kiss the boots of shiny, shiny leather
Shiny leather in the dark
Tongue of thongs, the belt that does await you

Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart

I am tired, I am weary

I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams that would awake me
Different colors made of tears

I am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams that would awake me

Different colors made of tears

Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather