MOTHER OF PEARL 
(Brian Ferry)
Roxy Music - 1973


Turn the lights down 
Way down low 
Turn up the music 
Hi as fi can go 
All the gangīs here 
Everyone you know 
Itīs a crazy scene 
Hey there just look over your shoulder 

Get the picture? 
No no no no .......(Yes) 
Walk a tightrope 
Your life-sign-line 
Such a bright hope 
Right place, right time 
Whatīs your number? 
Never you mind 
Take a powder 
But hang on a minute whatīs coming round the 
corner? 
Have you a future? 
No no no no .......(Yes) 
Well Iīve been up all night again 
Party-time wasting is too much fun 
Then I step back thinking 
Of lifeīs inner meaning 
And my latest fling 
Itīs the same old story 
All love and glory 
Itīs a pantomime 
If you're looking for love 
In a looking glass world 
It's pretty hard to find 
Oh mother of pearl 
I wouldn't trade you 
For another girl 
Divine intervention 
Always my intention 
So I take my time 
Iīve been looking for something 
I've always wanted 
But was never mine 
But now I've seen that something 
Just out of reach - glowing - 
Very Holy grail 
Oh mother of pearl 
Lustrous lady 
Of a sacred world 
Thus: even Zarathustra 
Another-time-loser 
Could believe in you 
With every goddess a let down 
Every idol a bring down 
It gets you down 
But the search for perfection 
Your own predilection 
Goes on and on and on and on 
Canadian Club love 
A place in the Country 
Everyone's ideal 
But you are my favorita 
And a place in your heart dear 
Makes me feel more real 
Oh mother of pearl 
I wouldn't change you 
For the whole world 
You're highbrow, holy 
With lots of soul 
Melancholy shimmering 
Serpentine sleekness 
Was always my weakness 
Like a simple tune 
But no dilettante 
Filigree fancy 
Beats the plastic you 
Career girl cover 
Exposed and another 
Slips right into-view 
Oh looking for love 
In a looking glass world 
Is pretty hard for you 
Few throwaway kisses 
The boomerang misses 
Spin round and round 
Fall on featherbed quilted 
Faced with silk 
Softly stuffed eider down 
Take refuge in pleasure 
Just give me your future 
We'll forget your past 
Oh mother of pearl 
Submarine lover 
In a shrinking world 
Oh lonely dreamer 
Your choker provokes 
A picture cameo 
Oh mother of pearl 
So so semi-precious 
In your detached world 
Oh mother of pearl 
I wouldnīt trade you 
For another girl