Ophelia was a bride of God   A novice Carmelite   In sister cells the cloister bells   Tolled on her wedding night      Ophelia was the rebel girl   A blue stocking suffragette   Who remedied society   Between her cigarettes      And Ophelia was the sweetheart   To a nation overnight   Curvaceous thighs, vivacious eyes   Love was at first sight, love was at first sight   Love      Ophelia was a demi-goddess   In pre-war babylon   So statuesque a silhouette   In black satin evening gowns      Ophelia was the mistress to   A vegas gambling man   Signora Ophelia Maraschino   Mafia courtesan      Ophelia was the circus queen   The female cannonball   Projected through five flaming hoops   To wild and shocked applause   To wild and shocked applause      Ophelia was a tempest cyclone   A goddamn hurricane   Your common sense, your best defense   They wasted and in vain      For Ophelia'd know your every woe   And every pain you'd ever had   She'd sympathize and dry your eyes   Help you to forget, and help you to forget   And help you to forget      Ophelia's mind went wandering   You'd wonder where she goes   Through secret doors down corridors   She wanders there alone, all alone      Es kostet mich keine kleine krise die verunreinigung und das   Es kostet mich keine kleine Krise die Verunreinigung und das   Suechtige aus meinem Leben auszuschliessen   But it is for me no little effort to exclude   The polluting and the addictive from my life      Compondo musica en un estado de ecstases   Composing music in a state of ecstasy   Fuerza de vida, de vida   Strength of life, of life   Mein Vater ist ein Architekt   My father is an architect