Lyrics Hunters & Collectors

Hunters & Collectors

Ladykiller

Across a crowded room

The lone wolf was weaving his magic

Casting his spell he blew the competition away

He was a monster of seduction

On a glorious trail of destruction

Well his youth burned hard, he was a true bird of prey

He twitched like a peacock as he put himself on display

Well he carried a grand illusion

He worked himself into a state of confusion

As he drank in the hope that his princess would come

one day

She was still hangin' round and the boys had all tried

With the old hip and shoulder he pushed them aside

But his fingers are trembling

As he fumbles through the foreplay tonight

Yeah he's still a true ladykiller down to the bone

From door to door he blunders like a travelling

salesman

Stokin' the fire he's out there doin' his homework

again

But he can face just so much rejection

He's only searching for love and affection

But he carries his tail 'tween his legs like a wounded

man

As he drank to the final solution

He sank into himself like a stone

It was guaranteed to drown the confusion

But he's still weaving between the tables tonight

God's gift is a terrible sight

But he's still a true ladykiller down to the last time

he loved

She went straight to the heart

Whoever she was she had the best of part

That part of himself that he longed to forgive

How he longed to remember and he longed to relive...

But somewhere sometime somebody cares

In the meantime he dithers on half baked affairs

Yeah they come and go like ships in a storm

And he wallows like a wreck in the wake of their scorn

Yeah the girls are all leaving now

But he scrambles for that last little bit on the run

Then it's back to the nest when the killing is done

Yeah he's still a true ladykiller down to the bone.