Basement Kiss - Wendy James

Lucy Grace can’t show her face

Down in the North End Road

For in Belgravia

Rumours have been whispered

And suggestions have been made

Did you sell your friends out

When the heat got too intense?

You say you like the danger

But it’s only a pretence

You say you need the money

When everybody knows you can

Always fall back on your inheritance

Did you bruise your arms on those false alarms?

Did you bruise your pride on his smile so wide?

Only fingertips from forbidden bliss

Did you bruise your lips in this basement kiss?

Who’s that sneaking round the door?

You can’t come here no more

Can’t you go home again?

She used to sit alone for hours

Spend her evenings watering dried flowers

When her mother came to stay

And finally went to bed

Lucy Grace was in the front room

Shooting through your head

She tried to take your breath away

And give you something else instead

Next year she’ll serve her function

In that Audrey Hepburn hat

It still won’t serve her much

But she’ll get over that

She’ll be pale and feign indifference

As they’re handing out the prizes

Spilling Daddy’s pearls of wisdom

And her ugly sister’s tranquilizers

Why were you so tardy putting up your guard?

When you hurt so easily and you try so hard

Did you bruise your arms on those false alarms?

Did you bruise your pride on his face so snide?

Only fingertips from forbidden bliss

Did you bruise your lips in this basement kiss?