Send for Me

When you’re gone and far away,
and the foreigners are crazy,
in the swim of the [?????].

When you’re a murderess,
get me not alone in the perilous night.
Would you send for me?

I was drinking heavily,
and we look like terrorists
beneath the warping moon
in the lousy photographs.

No no no, we’re no sightseers,
but I would go to Paris and be ugly there,
if you’d send for me.

No no no, we’re no sightseers,
but I would go to Paris and be ugly there,
if you’d send for me.
Would you send for me?

Thanks to Jonathan & Fabian Lücking for help transcribing these lyrics.