Marc Bolan

Marc Bolan - Jasper C. Debussy lyrics

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Jasper was fine but he had glass eyes 

He crucified me with his pixie coloured lies 

His hair was black, he had a bend in his back 

He tied my cousin Eddy to the railroad tracks 

The train it come, he started to run 

Jasper C. Debussy that's his kind of fun 

Jasper was born with a moth in his mind 

The moth was too soft on the curtain behind 

He startled the face of a friend of my girl's 

He cut out her eyes and  he wore them with furs 

I get half the dues, wear my shoes 

Tonight you might laugh while crying the news 

'Cos Jasper C. Debussy, that's his kind of blues 



Mama 



Jasper he dressed in the darkest of clothes 

He wears scarlet pantaloons and five foot one inch hose 

His face is like a rock and his eyes like the night 

He's like a grim faced dog that's looking for a fight 

 Silhouette looks like a furry Persian rat 

When you see him coming mama, you'd better run 

Because Jasper C. Debussy that's his kind of fun
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