Skyclad - Polkageist! Lyrics
One day whilst out exploring in somefar-flung foreign corner, I took respitefrom my journey to admire the local fauna.When from the twilight distance a peel ofbells and laughter, set my heart-stringsfluttering like bats through chapel rafters.On entering a clearing I did senseimpending peril, beheld a Gypsy wenchwith flashing eyes bright, sharp and feral.She smiled at me so sweetly(bit a lip that smacked of danger),gave a look fit to disarmthis poor, unwitting stranger.[Chorus]Her rhythm pounced upon meit trounced me in a trice.That charm she wove about megripped me tight as any vice.(She spoke in tongues above me).Though I cast my eyes to Christ,you'd need the virtue of a saintto not succumb - overcome thisPolkageist.Arms of ivory strummed perfectionsummond me toward the middle.Pan warmed up his pipesheard Herne a plucking at the fiddle.She wrapped herself about me(felt her hot breath at my ear);Danced a horizontal polkadown the path to Hell I fear.We're on a path to Hell I fear![Chorus]Her rhythm pounced upon meit trounced me in a trice.That charm she wove about megripped me tight as any vice.(She spoke in tongues above me).Though I cast my eyes to Christ,you'd need the virtue of a saintto not succumb - overcome thisPolkageist.The Horny Huntress:"A spirit sent to haunt youtaunting all your earthly days.Satyrs vauntcavorting to the reel Cernunnos plays.I head our wild procession(every beast from man to mouse),finds freedom in possessionPolkageist is in the house!"Juice of fruit beyond forbiddendripping slowly from her fingers,she took my hand and led meto that place where cunning lingers.[Chorus]Her rhythm pounced upon meit trounced me in a trice.That charm she wove about megripped me tight as any vice.(She spoke in tongues above me).Though I cast my eyes to Christ,you'd need the virtue of a saintto not succumb - overcome thisPolkageist.
