pj harvey a perfect day elise

He got lucky, got lucky one time Hitting with the girl in room five none nine She turned her back on him facing the frame Said, Listen Joe don t you come here again White sun scattered all over the sea He could think of nothing but her name Elise God is the sweat running down his back The water soaked her blonde hair black It s a perfect day A perfect day, Elise He got burned by the sun He s a lucky man His face so pale and his hands so worn And the sky Let himself in room five none nine As she turned away Said a prayer, pulled the trigger and cried Tell me why It s a perfect day A perfect day, Elise