Velvet Son

I came by to jingle in your armoury As you fought all the sounds in me At the time of escapades up in the mountains The sound of the bells embraced me I came by to tinkle in your garden As you taught all the kids to shoot At the time of escapades down in the valley You fired a velvet gun My storehouse eyes my Arabian bells My warehouse legs my Arabian chimes Should I leave them by your gun Or longfaced Lady should I run Lady should I run I came by to close your open window And to dive in your open sea At the time of escapades out in the desert You fired a velvet gun My storehouse eyes my Arabian bells My warehouse legs my Arabian chimes Should I leave them by your gun Or longfaced Lady My storehouse eyes my Arabian bells My warehouse legs my Arabian chimes Should I leave them by your gun Or longfaced Lady should I run Lady should I run Lady should I run Lady should I run Lady should I