Lyrics The Auteurs

The Auteurs

After Murder Park

Esme, could you shut the door

And put the oil lamp on the floor?

I feel it coming on again

Just like it did on Saturday

Voices after murder park

In the damp in the dark

Maybe we should call the law

Maybe we should call the child's parents

I'll love you until the end

Hi, hello, what have you seen?

God, it's good to hear your voice again

Did you miss your brother

Darling, I will always love you

Lying, in a shallow grave

There's a church nearby and a railway

On a bed of mud and wire

Esme, find out where the child is buried

Marry the first born

Bury the stillborn

I love you and I always will

We are lying here, waiting to be buried

We are lying here and you're losing

Contact with the dead

Please don't ask about the future

I am not a fortune teller

I know you're just being civil

But don't make this trivial

Uncles I have never seen

Only in my own dead dream

On a bed of mud and wire

Esme, find out where the child is buried

I'll love you until the end