[00:07.98](Reed)
[00:14.51]Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
[00:19.94]Whiplash girlchild in the dark
[00:26.53]Comes in bells, your servant, don't forsake him
[00:33.19]Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
[00:38.42]
[00:53.90]Downy sins of streetlight fancies
[00:59.97]Chase the costumes she shall wear
[01:05.93]Ermine furs adorn the imperious
[01:12.52]Severin, Severin awaits you there
[01:17.46]
[01:33.58]I am tired, I am weary
[01:39.58]I could sleep for a thousand years
[01:45.90]A thousand dreams that would awake me
[01:53.65]Different colors made of tears
[01:58.33]
[02:13.58]Kiss the boot of shiny, shiny leather
[02:19.78]Shiny leather in the dark
[02:25.43]Tongue of thongs, the belt that does await you
[02:32.17]Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
[02:37.87]
[02:53.20]Severin, Severin, speak so slightly
[02:59.13]Severin, down on your bended knee
[03:05.77]Taste the whip, in love not given lightly
[03:12.32]Taste the whip, now plead for me
[03:18.72]
[03:33.09]I am tired, I am weary
[03:38.94]I could sleep for a thousand years
[03:45.19]A thousand dreams that would awake me
[03:51.87]Different colors made of tears
[03:56.99]
[04:12.02]Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
[04:18.24]Whiplash girlchild in the dark
[04:24.22]Severin, your servant comes in bells, please don't forsake him
[04:29.41]Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
[04:36.65]
[04:38.12]

(Reed)
Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girlchild in the dark
Comes in bells, your servant, don't forsake him
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
Downy sins of streetlight fancies
Chase the costumes she shall wear
Ermine furs adorn the imperious
Severin, Severin awaits you there
I am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams that would awake me
Different colors made of tears
Kiss the boot of shiny, shiny leather
Shiny leather in the dark
Tongue of thongs, the belt that does await you
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
Severin, Severin, speak so slightly
Severin, down on your bended knee
Taste the whip, in love not given lightly
Taste the whip, now plead for me
I am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams that would awake me
Different colors made of tears
Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girlchild in the dark
Severin, your servant comes in bells, please don't forsake him
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart