Can I buy you something? Can I stroke your hair?
Can I hold your hand and then take you somewhere?
You're a young nobody, you're a perfect soul
You're an empty altar that can make me whole
Can I take you somewhere? Can I wipe your tears?
Can I fill your pockets or befriend you here?
You're the final offer for the men who call
My highest hiding place. Our Lady of Pigalle
Will you be ascending in this midnight heat?
On a flying bu*tress with stony feet?
In the revolutions we tear down your walls and then
Redeem you, reclaim you. Our Lady of Pigalle
You're a young nobody, I'm a pa**ing glance
In the mad injustice of eternal romance
Beloved, broken into and caressed
You will bridge the waters and I'll give you rest
In the early hours when the streetlights fade
For my inquisition, my last crusade
You'll be savior, a reason for it all
And I'll be blessed and favored. Our Lady of Pigalle
Will you be ascending in this midnight heat
On a flying bu*tress with stony feet?
In the revolutions we tear down your walls and then
Redeem you, reclaim you. Our Lady of Pigalle
Up to the places of your heart
Where souls wrestle angels in the dark
10,000 years, the scent of life
Bottled up in each child
You're driving men wild
Can I buy you something? Can I wash your feet?
Can I read you poems of my thirsty retreat?
I'm a young nobody, I'm a perfect soul
I can take you in and I can make you whole
Will you be ascending in this midnight heat
On a flying bu*tress with stony feet?
In the revolutions we tear down your walls and then
Redeem you, reclaim you. Our Lady of Pigalle