Lyrics

sittin’ in the park with my pink chihuahua
looking my best, sticking out my chest
smoking pall malls like i aint got no mama
thinkin’ ‘bout the time we went down to Bucharest
Bianca Queen of Swords
Notte Bianca A Tonic For Hysteria
You’re the type of girl who likes a lot of attention
lower your hips down on my lips
But i aint gonna be your concubine
swinging on a leash for you all the time
My love is pure and so divine
And now you’re gonna see me taking back what’s mine
Bianca Queen of Swords
Notte Bianca A Tonic For Hysteria
Sell her soul to me
Well i sink into the anonymous procession
Christ take my soul, take control, take possession
All these children, all these millions
Bianca Queen of Swords
La Notte Bianca A Tonic For Hysteria
To her, they run to take the blame she held so tight between her thighs
She mounts her horse, unleashes all her ties
she takes her sword and slits her own throat
Sell her soul to me