Marianne Faithfull in Toronto
When I stole a twig from our little nest
and gave it to a bird with nothing in her beak,
I had my balls and my brains put into a vice,
and twisted around for a whole fucking week!
Why'd ya do it? she said.
Why'd you let that trash get a hold of your cock,
and get stoned on my hash?!
Why'd ya do it? she said.
Why'd you let her suck your cock?!
Ah, do me a favour,
don't put me in the dark.
don't put me in the dark.
Why'd ya do it? she said.
They're mine all your jewels.
You just tied me to the mast of the ship of fools.
Why'd ya do it? she said.
Why’d ya do what you did?
You drove my ego to a really bad skid.
Why'd ya do it? she screamed,
after all we've said.
after all we've said.
Every time I see your dick,
I see her cunt in my bed!
I see her cunt in my bed!
Why'd ya do it? she said.
Why’d ya do what you did?
Ain't nothing to laugh,
you just tore all our kisses right in half!
you just tore all our kisses right in half!
Why'd ya do it? she said.
Why'd you do what you did?
When you know it makes me sore!
'Cause she had cobwebs up her fanny,
and I believe in giving to the poor.
Why'd ya do it? she said.
Why'd you spit on my snatch?
Are we out of love now?
Is this just a bad patch?
Why'd ya do it? she said.
Why'd ya do what you did?
Betrayed my little oyster for such a low bitch!
The whole room was swelling,
her lips were still curling.
her lips were still curling.
Why'd ya do it? she said.
Why'd you do what you did?
Why'd ya do it? she said.
Why'd you do what you did?
Why'd ya do it? she said.
Why'd you do what you did?
Why'd ya do it? she said.
Why'd ya do it? she said.
Why'd you do what you did?!
Oh, big grey mother,
I love you forever.
I love you forever.
With your barbed-wire pussy,
and your good and bad weather!
~ Williams, Reynolds, Mavety, York, Stannard, Faithfull
~ Williams, Reynolds, Mavety, York, Stannard, Faithfull
It was wintertime in Toronto,
sometime in the late eighties.
We were at the Diamond Club,
now known as the Phoenix Concert Theatre.
Having smoked pot with Chris and Andy outside,
we were quite stoned and mesmerized inside.
When the raunchy guitar of
Why d'ya Do It? is suddenly heard,
Chris went down.
On account of the pot, the beer and the heat,
he landed at my feet.
Fortunately he was content to stay there
until the end of the show,
because during that song,
I could not go!
That was the first time I saw Marianne Faithfull.
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| Diamond Club Toronto October 23, 1989 |
The second time was at Convocation Hall.
She smoked cigarettes through the entire show,
and even coughed once, mid-song.
Only she could do that, charmingly so.
After handing her a bouquet of flowers
at the end of the performance,
she took my hand,
and I giggled when she wouldn't let go.
Tough as nails,
yet fragile as a bird,
how can anyone not be charmed by her?
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| Convocation Hall, Toronto October 13, 1990 |
The third time I saw Marianne Faithfull
was at the Phoenix Concert Theatre,
formerly known as the Diamond Club.
The set was cabaret-style
as we watched her perform the music of
Bertolt Brecht and Kurt Weill.
Despite the smoking ban that was by then in effect,
she fired up a fag anyway, and said...
“Drug addicts aren’t bad people.”
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| Phoenix Concert Theatre, Toronto Mar 19, 1997 |
If I could choose any cool chick,
any lady,
to spend an afternoon with,
it would be Marianne Faithfull,
indeed.
And the place I'd choose to spend it with her
would be New York City.
Dressed in black evening gowns of lace,
we'd say fuck and cock a lot
while blowing smoke rings
from opera-length cigarette holders,
elegantly,
while riding in a horse-drawn carriage through Central Park,
followed by tea and crumpets at the Ritz Carlton or somethin'.
Marianne Faithfull performs Why D'ya Do It?
in Hollywood, California 2005...
Marianne Faithfull official website...
http://www.mariannefaithfull.org.uk/
