Retrieval Lyrics

Retrieval

INANNA: Uruk, I hold in my hand, descriptions of a nation 



Now I can reveal the plans to elevate our station 



It might require some work, but it won't be too long 



Til this city is a thing of beauty, and all will sing its song 







I will show you how to rule, and judge with fair solution 



Introduce the custom of a sacred prostitution 



I'll teach you how to write, and brew a beer of nectar 



I'll teach you how to weave cloth of the finest texture 







So, don't just sit there, don't just stand there 



Put a hammer in your hand, there 



For you know that what I say is right 







If you follow my directions 



Take these strings, make the connections 



We can make sweet music every night 







ISIMUD: Could I have a word, Inanna? 



There's a question of your honor 



Lady - maybe 







These were taken in a scheme 



You wouldn't want to cause a scene 



Would you? 







NINSHUBUR: Isimud, you're quite mistaken 



If you think that these were taken 



You must have a fever of the mind 







Don't think we're intimidated 



By these moves you've orchestrated 



Your trickery won't work, for we're not blind 







ISIMUD: I've been sent here by the God himself, with very strict instruction




To repossess the Tablets that were stolen by seduction 







NINSHUBUR: I'm surprised that you would want the crowd to hear your ranting 



Do you want them to think that Ea spends all his time... 



recanting? 







ISIMUD: Would that be the crowd's impression? 







NINSHUBUR: Easily! At her suggestion 



They'll be at your throat in no time flat 







ISIMUD: Don't think that this is the ending 







INANNA: You fool! You're just pretending - 



You can'