Shi-

ny

shi-

ny

shi-

ny

boots

of

lea-

ther

Whi-

plash

girl-

child

in

the

dark

Clubs

and

bells,

your

ser-

vant,

dont

for-

sake

him

Strike

dear

mis-

tress,

and

cure

his

heart

Down-

y

sins

of

street-

light

fan-

cies

Chase

the

cos-

tumes

she

shall

wear

Er-

mine

furs

a-

dorn

the

im-

per-

ious

Seve-

rin

seve-

rin

aw-

aits

you

there

I

am

tir-

ed,

I

am

wea-

ry

I

could

sleep

for

a

thous-

and

years

A

thous-

and

dreams

that

would

aw-

ake

me

Diffe-

rent

col-

ors

made

of

tears

Kiss

the

boot

of

shi-

ny

shi-

ny

lea-

ther

Shi-

ny

lea-

ther

in

the

dark

Tongue

of

thongs,

the

belt

that

does

aw-

ait

you

Strike,

dear

mis-

tress

and

cure

his

heart

Severin,

severin,

speak

so

slight-

ly

Severin,

down

on

your

bend-

ed

knee

Taste

the

whip,

in

love

not

giv-

en

light-

ly

Taste

the

whip,

now

plead

for

me

I

am

tir-

ed,

I

am

wea-

ry

I

could

sleep

for

a

thous-

and

years

A

thous-

and

dreams

that

would

aw-

ake

me

Diffe-

rent

col-

ors

made

of

tears

Shi-

ny,

shi-

ny,

shi-

ny

boots

of

lea-

ther

Whip-

lash

girl-

child

in

the

dark

Severin

your

servant

comes

in

bells,

please

dont

for-

sake

him

Strike,

dear

mist-

ress

and

cure

his

heart