My name is Leslie Anne Levine
My mother birthed me down a dry revine

My mother birthed me far too soon
Born at nine and dead at noon


Fifteen years gone now
I still wander this parapet
And shake my rattle bone

Fifteen years gone now
I still cling to the petticoats
Of the girl who died with me


On the roofs above the streets
The only love I've known's a chimney sweep

Lost and lodged inside a flue
Back in 1842


Fifteen years gone now
I still wail from these catacombs
And curse my mother's name

Fifteen years gone now
Still a wastrel mesallied
Has brought this fate on me


My name is Leslie Anne Levine
I've got no one left to mourn for me

My body lies inside its grave
In a ditch not far away


Fifteen years gone now
I still wander this parapet
And shake my rattle bone

Fifteen years gone now
I still cling to the petticoats
Of the girl who died with me