Lyrics The Decemberists

The Decemberists

Philomena

Oh, Philomena, are you in a tawdry gown

Lean to your window, let slip a ribbon down

A cure to your boredom, if only you'll let me go

Down, down down

Long sunny days can lead to lazy vices

Boys all at idle, left to their own devices

Open up your linen lap and let me go

Down, down, down

All I ever wanted in the world was just to live to see a naked girl

But I found I've quickly bored, I wanted more, I wanted more

So I'll be your candle and I'll be your statuette

I'll be your lash and loop of leather and dark

Philomena, if only you'll let me go

Down, down down

All I ever wanted in the world was just to live to see a naked girl

But I found I've quickly bored, I wanted more, oh, so much more

So I'll be your candle and I'll be your statuette

I'll be your lash and loop of leather and dark

Philomena, if only you'll let me go

Down, down down