Dark Moon by Robert Plant Lyrics

"I love the feel of his money
One time I loved the feel of him," she yawned
"It was not until he was crucified
That the benefits sunk in"

"Oh, for restoration I may balk and churl
I have my standards to maintain
The very fact I'm here at all is quite absurd
The aggravation leaves a stain"

"Oh, I love the feel of his money," she yawned
"One time I loved the feel of him
It was not until he was crucified
That the benefits sunk in"

"I love the feel of his money," she yawned
"One time I loved the feel of him
It was not until he was crucified
That the benefits sunk in"

Oh, it's a dark moon
Oh, it's a dark moon
"For restoration I may balk and churl
I have my standards to maintain
The angle I come from is quite absurd
The aggravation leaves a stain"

In this dark moon
In this dark moon, ooooh

If I had the possession that I thought that I should
I'll never cease to amaze
From the angle that she stands, so absurd so afraid

In this dark moon
Oh this dark moon
In this dark moon
Under this dark moon
Oh, this dark moon, ooh
Play it, man, play it
Woo! Oh well, oh well
Oh oh oh oh
'Cause watch your soul, watch your soul, watch your soul
Watch your soul, watch your soul, watch your soul
Watch your soul, for my self