Cohen Leonard Field Commander Cohen Lyrics

Field Commander Cohen Lyrics

Field Commander Cohen, he was our most important spy.
Wounded in the line of
duty,
parachuting acid into diplomatic cocktail parties,
urging Fidel
Castro to abandon fields and castles.
Leave it all and like a man,
come
back to nothing special,
such as waiting rooms and ticket lines,
silver
bullet suicides,
and messianic ocean tides,
and racial roller-coaster
rides
and other forms of boredom advertised as poetry.

I know you
need your sleep now,
I know your life's been hard.
But many men are
falling,
where you promised to stand guard.

I never asked but I heard
you cast your lot along with the poor.
But then I overheard your
prayer,
that you be this and nothing more
than just some grateful
faithful woman's favourite singing millionaire,
the patron Saint of envy and
the grocer of despair,
working for the Yankee Dollar.

I know you need
your sleep now ...

Ah, lover come and lie with me, if my lover is who
you are,
and be your sweetest self awhile until I ask for more, my
child.
Then let the other selves be wrong, yeah, let them manifest and
come
till every taste is on the tongue,
till love is pierced and love is
hung,
and every kind of freedom done, then oh,
oh my love, oh my love, oh
my love,