From Salem Town

Lyrics
I went to sea from dirty Salem town Seeking wealth and fame A passing thought – maybe a small frown I spent on my deflowered Elayne

The intelligence of a young man Is no match for his urges and needs He’ll tell himself what he wants to hear As he answers his cravings with deeds

From many old ports and through storms without count Broken hearts I fled Young women who should have known better All swore they wanted me dead

The intelligence of a young man Is no match for his urges and greeds He’ll tell himself what he wants to hear As he answers his cravings with deeds

On a forsaken island in the Pacific Pure evil reared its head But it looked a lot like a kind old crone Who lent me her daughter and bed

When I awoke I knew not where I was Or who was behind my eyes In the mirror stood that ancient witch In the doorway stood my body and guise

The intelligence of a young man Is no match for his urges and needs He’ll tell himself what he wants to hear As he answers his cravings with deeds

I told myself with a hate-filled sneer That I was not yet insane But my body would return to Salem town To honor my abandoned Elayne

The intelligence of a young man Is no match for his urges and greeds He’ll tell himself what he wants to hear As he answers his cravings with deeds

The intelligence of a young man Is no match for his urges and needs He’ll tell himself what he wants to hear As he answers his cravings with deeds