Dark Moon - Robert Plant

I love the feel of his money

One time I loved the feel of him, she yawned

It was not until he was crucified

That the benefits began

Oh for restoration I may baulk and churl

I have my standards to maintain

The very fact I’m here at all is quite absurd

The aggravation leaves a stain

Oh, I love the feel of his money she yawned

One time I loved the feel of him

It was not until he was crucifed

That the benefits began

I love the feel of his money she yawned

One time I loved the feel of him

It was not until he was crucifed

That the benefits began

Oh, it’s a Dark Moon Oh, it’s a Dark Moon

For restoration I may baulk and churl

I have my standards to maintain

The angle I come from is quite absurd

The aggravation leaves a stain

In this Dark Moon In this Dark Moon Ooh

If I had the possession that I thought that I should

I never cease to amaze From the angle that she stands, so absurd so afraid

In this Dark Moon Oh this Dark Moon

In this Dark Moon Under this Dark Moon

Oh this Dark Moon, ooh Wait a minute, wait a minute

Woo!

Oh well, oh well Oh oh oh oh

Cause Watch your soul, watch your soul, watch your soul

Watch your soul, watch your soul, watch your soul

Watch your soul, for my self