P J Harvey
Текст песни A Perfect Day, Elise

He got lucky, got lucky one time

Hitting with the girl in room five-o-nine

She turned her back on him facing the frame

Said, "Listen Joe, don't you come here again"



White sun scattered all over the sea

He could think of nothing but her name Elise

God is the sweat running down his back

The water soaked her blonde hair black



It's a perfect day

A perfect day, Elise




He got burned by the sun

(He's a lucky man)

His face so pale and his hands so worn

(And the sky)

Let himself in room five-o-nine

(As she turned away)

Said a prayer, pulled the trigger and cried

(Tell me why)



It's a perfect day

A perfect day, Elise



Ah oh, it's a perfect day

A perfect day, Elise