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Hotel Marquis De Sade - Momus

There were three of us always

Walking abreast

Towards a siesta

In two single beds

The thrill of the bullring

Was our thrill as well

There was blood on the bell pull

In the hot hotel

Mediterranean

The middle of the world

Two middle class English boys

And a middle class English girl

But in the Hotel Marquis de Sade

In the middle of a single bed

The beast with three backs

The beast with three backs

The beast with three backs

And after siesta

The table is set

With a leg and a breast and a drumstick

And we eat and forget

Then Colin loves Alice

And Alice loves me

And I love the stains on the ceiling

And pump like the sea

Mediterranean

The middle of the world

Two middle class English boys

And a middle class English girl

But in the Hotel Marquis de Sade

In the middle of a single bed

The beast with three backs

The beast with three backs

The beast with three backs

"Who is the third who walks

Always beside you

When I count there are

Only you and I together

But when I look ahead up

The white road

There is always another

One walking beside you

Gliding wrapt in a brown mantle hooded

I don't know whether a man or a woman

But who is that on the other side of you