Leonard Cohen (77,18 %)
Death of a Ladies' Man (34,29 %)
In collection
Released: 1977-11-13
Type: Studio
Type: Studio
Ranking:
Artist:
14
Year (1977):
53
Decade (1970's):
571
Overall:
2720
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1.
True Love Leaves No Traces
 04:27
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2.
Iodine
 05:04
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3.
Paper Thin Hotel
05:42
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4.
Memories
05:59
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5.
I Left a Woman Waiting
 03:28
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6.
Don't Go Home with Your Hard-On
 05:36
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7.
Fingerprints
02:59
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8.
Death of a Ladies' Man
09:20
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Album length:
42:35
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Lyrics |
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1.
True Love Leaves No Traces
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As the mist leaves no scar On the dark green hill So my body leaves no scar On you and never will Through windows in the dark The children come, the children go Like arrows with no targets Like shackles made of snow True love leaves no traces If you and I are one It's lost in our embraces Like stars against the sun As a falling leaf may rest A moment on the air So your head upon my breast So my hand upon your hair And many nights endure Without a moon or star So we will endure When one is gone and far True love leaves no traces If you and I are one It's lost in our embraces Like stars against the sun |
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2.
Iodine
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I needed you, I knew I was in danger Of losing what I used to think was mine You let me love you till I was a failure, You let me love you till I was a failure Your beauty on my bruise like iodine I asked you if a man could be forgiven And though I failed at love, was this a crime? You said, Don't worry, don't worry, darling You said, Don't worry, don't you worry, darling There are many ways a man can serve his time You covered up that place I could not master It wasn't dark enough to shut my eyes So I was with you, O sweet compassion Yes I was with you, O sweet compassion Compassion with the sting of iodine Your saintly kisses reeked of iodine Your fragrance with a fume of iodine And pity in the room like iodine Your sister fingers burned like iodine And all my wanton lust was iodine My masquerade of trust was iodine And everywhere the flare of iodine |
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3.
Paper Thin Hotel
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The walls of this hotel are paper-thin Last night I heard you making love to him The struggle mouth to mouth and limb to limb The grunt of unity when he came in I stood there with my ear against the wall I was not seized by jealousy at all In fact a burden lifted from my soul I heard that love was out of my control A heavy burden lifted from my soul I heard that love was out of my control I listened to your kisses at the door I never heard the world so clear before You ran your bath and you began to sing I felt so good I couldn't feel a thing I stood there with my ear against the wall And I can't wait to tell you to your face And I can't wait for you to take my place You are The Naked Angel In My Heart You are The Woman With Her Legs Apart It's written on the walls of this hotel You go to heaven once you've been to hell A heavy burden lifted from my soul I heard that love was out of my control |
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Memories
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Frankie Lane, he was singing Jezebel I pinned an Iron Cross to my lapel I walked up to the tallest and the blondest girl I said, Look, you don't know me now but very soon you will So won't you let me see I said "won't you let me see" I said "won't you let me see Your naked body?" Just dance me to the dark side of the gym Chances are I'll let you do most anything I know you're hungry, I can hear it in your voice And there are many parts of me to touch, you have your choice Ah but no you cannot see She said "no you cannot see" She said "no you cannot see My naked body" So We're dancing close, the band is playing Stardust Balloons and paper streamers floating down on us She says, You've got a minute left to fall in love In solemn moments such as this I have put my trust And all my faith to see I said all my faith to see I said all my faith to see Her naked body |
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I Left a Woman Waiting
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I left a woman waiting I met her sometime later She said, I see your eyes are dead What happened to you, lover? What happened to you, my lover? What happened to you, lover? What happened to you? And since she spoke the truth to me I tried to answer truthfully Whatever happened to my eyes Happened to your beauty Happened to your beauty What happened to your beauty Happened to me We took ourselves to someone's bed And there we fell together Quick as dogs and truly dead were we And free as running water Free as running water Free as running water Free as you and me The way it's got to be The way it's got to be, lover |
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6.
Don't Go Home with Your Hard-On
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I was born in a beauty salon My father was a dresser of hair My mother was a girl you could call on When you called she was always there Ah but don't go home with your hard-on It will only drive you insane You can't shake it (or break it) with your Motown You can't melt it down in the rain You can't melt it down in the rain You can't melt it down in the rain You can't melt it down in the rain I've looked behind all of the faces That smile you down to you knees And the lips that say, Come on, taste us And when you try to they make you say Please When you try to they make you say Please When you try to they make you say Please When you try to they make you say Please When you try to they make you say Please Ah but don't go home with your hard-on Here come's your bride with her veil on Approach her, you wretch, if you dare Approach her, you ape with your tail on Once you have her she'll always be there Once you have her she'll always be there Ah but don't go home with your hard-on So I work in that same beauty salon I'm chained to the old masquerade The lipstick, the shadow, the silicone I follow my father's trade I follow my father's trade Yes I follow my father's trade Yes I follow my father's trade Yes I follow my father's trade Ah but don't go home with your hard-on It will only drive you insane You can't shake it (or break it) with your Motown You can't melt it down in the rain |
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7.
Fingerprints
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I touched you once too often Now I don't know who I am My fingerprints were missing When I wiped away the jam Yes I called my fingerprints all night But they don't seem to care The last time that I saw them They were leafing through your hair Fingerprints, fingerprints Where are you now my fingerprints? Yeah I thought I'd leave this morning So I emptied out your drawer A hundred thousand fingerprints They floated to the floor You know you hardly stopped to pick them up You don't care what you lose Ah you don't even seem to know Whose fingerprints are whose Fingerprints, fingerprints Where are you now my fingerprints? And now you want to marry me You want to take me down the aisle You want to throw confetti fingerprints You know that's not my style O sure I'd like to marry you But I can't face the dawn With any girl who knew me When my fingerprints were on Fingerprints, fingerprints Where are you now my fingerprints? Fingerprints, oh fingerprints Where are you now my fingerprints? |
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8.
Death of a Ladies' Man
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Ah the man she wanted all her life was hanging by a thread "I never even knew how much I wanted you," she said. His muscles they were numbered and his style was obsolete. "O baby, I have come too late." She knelt beside his feet. "I'll never see a face like yours in years of men to come I'll never see such arms again in wrestling or in love." And all his virtues burning in the smoky Holocaust She took unto herself most everything her lover lost Now the master of this landscape he was standing at the view With a sparrow of St. Francis that he was preaching to She beckoned to the sentry of his high religious mood She said, "I'll make a place between my legs, I'll show you solitude." He offered her an orgy in a many mirrored room He promised her protection for the issue of her womb She moved her body hard against a sharpened metal spoon She stopped the bloody rituals of passage to the moon She took his much admired oriental frame of mind And the heart-of-darkness alibi his money hides behind She took his blonde Madonna and his monastery wine "This mental space is occupied and everything is mine." He tried to make a final stand beside the railway track She said, "The art of longing's over and it's never coming back." She took his tavern parliament, his cap, his cocky dance, She mocked his female fashions and his working-class mustache. The last time that I saw him he was trying hard to get A woman's education but he's not a woman yet And the last time that I saw her she was living with some boy Who gives her soul an empty room and gives her body joy. So the great affair is over but whoever would have guessed It would leave us all so vacant and so deeply unimpressed It's like our visit to the moon or to that other star I guess you go for nothing if you really want to go that far. It's like our visit to the moon or to that other star I guess you go for nothing if you really want to go that far. It's like our visit to the moon or to that other star I guess you go for nothing if you really want to go that far. |