The tortoise shell-like shimmer glint from Sophia's necklace shines
To prisms of the eyes of God which constantly strike me blind
And kissing corpses dredged up from vacations in the swamp
My liege comes strolling vicariously with circumstance and pomp
Sophia knows her place quite well, she wears it on her arm
As wedding bells and carnivals announce her righteous charm
Me, I'm rolling in the carpet from the trial yesterday
And trying to forget about the debt that I must pay
The fifteen dollar sacrifice is going up for sale
To Louis the Fourteenth and Apostle Paul in jail
You can't find truth in fiction like Sophia always says
Now I'm walking to Arabia and sorting through this mess
The terrapin and Uncle Remus riding on his back
Make light of all the cargo loads that the tired sailors stack
So I perforate my clothing and my alabaster face
And wait here for Sophia to show me to my place
Show me to my place, show me to my place, show me to my place, show me to my place
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