Jan Dark "Stuck In The '80s"

Dedicated to JP

(You'd think I'd come up with a video that's slightly less shit, especially for a song dedicated to the one person I spent almost my entire adult life with. Maybe I'll get around to doing it properly soon. Meanwhile, here's the lyrics:)

Louise, white as a sheet, in her black and silver room she turned into a tomb.
Since 1589, when Henri died, she's been like petrified.
Her pallid cheek shall never ever be kissed by the sun, or indeed by anyone.
She'll have none of that in her monochromatic attic

The flow of tears shall never cease again
She can't believe there's more to life than grief and loads of pain

Oh, poor Louise
so stuck in the '80s of the 16th century,
and I'm afraid you might be stuck in there with her, too.

Meet Carlo and his moods, they don't swing much at all, he just broods and broods.
Since back in 1590 he's been in decline, crushed by the guilt of the wife he killed,
of her lover that he gored
of all the ones that he abused.
Now he lets himself get bruised up and beaten day by day and he hopes he'll pay for all his sins that way.

The flow of tears shall never cease again
He can't believe there's more to life than grief and loads of pain

Oh, poor Carlo
so stuck in the '90s of the 16th century
I'm afraid you might be stuck in there with him, too.
“Too much pride, and not enough self respect!”
that's what' they'll say in the 21st century
but poor me I'm stuck in here with the lot of you.