Trials of Eyeliner - Marc Almond

Eyeliner saved your life

Playing up the vamp

You were applying mystery

Setting yourself free

Bitten nails down to the quick

Black nail varnish painted thick

You were tortured martyr, St. Divine

For playboys who wanted to shine

Father viewed you with your eyes of black

Responded with a violent slap

Said you made him feel ashames

Get out and don’t come back

Trials of eyeliner

Styles of eyeliner

Went to Soho worked the clips

Met sailors on leave from ships

Mascara gave you deep allure

Of your sex they couldn’t be sure

They were falling in love with you

Falling in love with yourself

And in the dim light of the basement

They didn’t care enough

The 70's came to an end

Eyeliner still your dearest friend

From teen to glam to punk

And then

The disco age redefined men

You became one of a crowd

Your song drowned out when the music was to loud

But you stood your ground as a child of passion

As decades changed along with fashions

Trials of eyeliner

In 1980's New York town

Where leather boys could all be found

You tried to get into their clubs

But the doorman gave you quite a snub

Pointed to a sign above the door

Only denim and leather to be worn

Far too much black eyeliner dear

Not a chance of coming in here

You were true to yourself

Never fell out of love with yourself

But in the darkest corners of the world

They didn’t care enough

But in the darkest corners of the world

They didn’t care enough

Trials of eyeliner

Trials of eyeliner

Trials of eyeliner

Trials of eyeliner

They didn’t care enough

Trials of eyeliner

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