Текст песни Frantic Amber - Jolly Jane

Оригинальный текст песни Jolly Jane

They call her Jolly Jane
Murder, it is her game
She likes you, you get worse
She hates you, you die

They call her Jolly Jane
Murder, it is her game
Makes you perish in her arms
But first, do you more harm

A mysterious woman
Sprawled beside her in her bed
Pulsating with sexual desire
A cold glass pressed to her lips
Drink a little more
Drifting in and out of consciousness

First, morphine
Descend into twilight
So satisfying

They call her Jolly Jane
Murder, it is her game
She likes you, you get worse
She hates you, you die


They call her Jolly Jane
Murder, it is her game
Makes you perish in her arms
But first, do you more harm

Vicious, torturing her victims
With poisons and antidotes
Medical murder
With compulsion to kill
It gives her a thrill

First, morphine
Descend into twilight
So satisfying
Then, a mineral water spiked with atropine
Designed to kill

They call her Jolly Jane
Murder, it is her game
She likes you, you get worse
She hates you, you die

They call her Jolly Jane
Murder, it is her game
Makes you perish in her arms
But first, do you more harm

Delirium
Lethal poison play
Oh so weak, lovely and defenseless
Oh so helpless, almost lifeless
Ecstasy of raw power
Controlling life and death
Falsify records
Concealing her crimes

Revels in their sorrow
Rotten in her marrow
Jolly Jane becomes her name
You are now in her game

Another round of morphine
Another sip of strychnine
Atropine blended with morphine
She’s the Angel of Death

They call her Jolly Jane
Murder, it is her game
She likes you, you get worse
She hates you, you die