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Dance Of The Seven Veils

Dance Of The Seven Veils

(album: Even Cowgirls Get The Blues - 1987)

To tell the truth, John the Baptist fascinated her
He was just too clean, too wild, too chaste to be true
Salome, on the other hand, daughter of Babylon
Had never been refused nothing
So when the Baptist maligned her, the more he maligned her
The more she wanted to just reach down and take his lips and kiss them
When he refused she was furious she said
"Hey, listen Baptist, you want your head on a platter?"

Now the king was enthralled by Salome
He begged her to dance the dance of the seven veils
He promised her anything "Anything?" she said
"Yeah, well, OK. I mean if it's anything, yeah, OK"
So she danced the dance of the seven veils without once revealing her purpose
And when she finished she said
"I want the head of the Baptist. Yeah. Gimme the head of the Baptist!"
The king was appalled, but what could he do?
He had promised her anything
Salome reached down to the head still dripping, cut, on the platter
And kissed those lips that had always been refused her
And as she rose, dancing to the heat of the rhythm of death
The king turned around and said, "Now get her"

Beneath the seven veils, nothing was revealed
Beyond the seven seas, who cares?
Beneath the seven veils, nothing is revealed
Beyond the seven seas, who cares?
Who cares?
Who cares?

Beneath the seven veils, nothing is revealed
Beyond the seven seas, who cares?
Beneath the seven veils, nothing is revealed
Beyond the seven seas, who cares?
Beneath the seven veils, nothing is revealed
Beyond the seven seas, who cares?

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