John Cale
John Cale
John Cale
John Cale
John Cale
John Cale
John Cale
John Cale
John Cale & Brian Eno
[Verse 1]
Since the soul of Carmen Miranda had captured the mind of man
Dismissed with her generation for the price of a can-can
Consigned to the sideshows of history with the patronised orphans of film
She seeded the bait and offered the faint hope of chance to innocent men
In love with the trance of her dances and abandoned by them
And abandoned by them
[Verse 2]
She called in the boys, she remembered their names and the sorry condition they came in
The dances were soiled, they spun and recoiled from the master tap dancer inside them
Beside them
[Outro]
The soul of Carmen Miranda had captured the mind of man
Dismissed with her generation for the price of a can-can
The soul of Carmen Miranda for the price of a can-can
The soul of Carmen Miranda for the price of a can-can