Bodies Without Organs - Marrakech lyrics

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Mon jardin marocain

Mon jardin marocain

I have been to places everywhere

Looking for a site of sweet despair

Now I've found my thunderdome

The place that I call home

Welcome to my secret masquerade

Underneath the cover queen of spades

Always in a dress to kill

Pure luxury at will

Marrakech passion in the kasbah

Marrakech midnight of the mods

Marrakech fashion everlasting

Marrakech twilight of the gods

Paris and Berlin have lost their shine

Bangkok and New York they've all been mine

They were only love for sale

Beneath the shine so pale

Basking in the light of desert stars

Listen to the drums from the bazaar

Luring for a chance to sway

To dance the night away

Marrakech passion in the kasbah

Marrakech midnight of the mods

Marrakech fashion everlasting

Marrakech twilight of the gods

Come to my Moroccan garden

And witness the flowers of death

Dance with the reptiles

On the graves of bodies without organs

Can you hear the whisper in the wind

Heating up your senses from within

Welcome to my thunderdome

The place that I call home

Marrakech passion in the kasbah

Marrakech midnight of the mods

Marrakech fashion everlasting

Marrakech twilight of the gods

Marrakech Marrakech

Marrakech fashion everlasting

Marrakech twilight of the gods