I believe that you heard your master sing
When I was sick in bed
I suppose he told you everything
That I keep locked in my head
Your master took you traveling
Well at least that's what he said
And now do you come back to bring
Your prisoner wine and bread
You met him at some temple
Where they take your clothes at the door
He was just a numberless man in a chair
Just come back from the war
And you wrap up his tired face in your hair
And he hands on the apple core
Then he touches your lips now so suddenly bare
Of all the kisses we put on sometime before
And he gave you a german shepherd to walk
With a collar of leather and nails
And he never once made you explain or talk
About all of the little details
Such as who had a worm and who had a rock
And who had you through the mails
Now you love is a secret all over the block
And it never stops
Even when your master fails
And he took you up in his aeroplane
Which he flew without any hands
And you cruised above the ribbons of rain
That drove the crowds from the stands
Then he killed the lights in a lonely lane
And an ape with angel glands
Erased the final wisps of pain
With the music of rubber bands
Master
Master
Master
Master song
And now I hear you master sing
You kneel for him to come
His body is a golden string
That your body is hanging from
His body is a golden string
My body has grown numb
And now you hear the master sing
Your shirt is all undone
And will you kneel beside this bed
That we polished so long ago
So long ago
Before you master chose instead to make
Make that bed of snow
Bed of snow
Your eyes are wild and your knuckles are red
You're speaking far too low
Far too low
Now I cant make out what your master said
Before he had to go
Before he had to go
It's a master song
Master
Master
Master
It's a master song
Master
Master
Master
It's a master song
It's a motherfucking master song
So long
Fucking master song
Wake me up when you go go go
Song
And I think you're playing far too rough
For a lady who's been to the moon
To the moon
I've lain this window long enough
I'm in an empty room
And your love is some dust in an old mans cuff
Who is tapping his foot to a tune
To a tune
And your thighs are fun
You want too much
Lets say you came back sometime too soon
Come back later
Have fun
(???)
Wake me up before you go go
Master
Master
It's a motherfucking master song
Master
Master
It's a motherfucking master song
I loved your master perfectly
And I taught him all that he knew
He was starving in some deep mystery
Like a man who is sure what is true
And I sent you to him with my guarantee
I could teach him something new
And I taught him how you would long for me
No matter what he said
No matter what you do
Say what?
I believe that you heard you master sing
While I was sick in bed
I'm sure that he told you everything
I must keep locked away in my head
Your master took you traveling
Well at least that's what you said
And now do you come back to bring
Your prisoner wine and bread
Gimme some bread
Gimme some bread
Gimme some bread
So long Marianne
Master
That's no way to say goodbye
Goodbye
Master
Master
It's a motherfucking master song
Goodbye
Master
Master
It's a motherfucking master song
Fuck that
Master
Master
It's a motherfucking master song
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APPEARS ON:
Record Club: The Songs Of Leonard Cohen
LENGTH:
6:33
WRITTEN BY:
Leonard Cohen
PRODUCED BY:
Beck Hansen
PERFORMERS:
Andrew VanWyngarden
Vocals, Erhu, Percussion, Lute
Beck Hansen
Vocals, Electric Guitar, Kalimba
Devendra Banhart
Vocals, Clarinet, Percussion
Brian Lebarton
Vocals, Keyboards
Will Berman
Bass
Bram Inscore
Drums
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