Lyrics: She’s been crying so long I hear her starting to pray Every once in a while I want you Every once in a while Hear me oh, God I’m still down at the convent They sent you far away They took your only boy You will get used to me Welcome to your new joy Down here serving the priests
Heloise (x3)
They sent you far away They took your only boy You will get used to me Welcome to your new joy Down here serving the priests
Heloise (x6) (Heloise) (x2)
I hear her starting to pray
Quotes: "Anyway, "Heloise," you've only got a few lines. You don't need to do a lot of research. You don't need to read books or novels to come with the subject matter for a song. All you've got to do is read or hear some little thing and you have an impression of it. It practically writes itself. "Helloise," I had probably written two or three different sets of lyrics before I settled on the last one. I knew that I wanted to write a song called "Helloise." That was the name. I knew I wanted a female name, and that's where it sat. All right, who's Helloise? I don't know who Helloise is? I think on that one I actually researched the name Helloise, to see what came up. I just punched it up on a search engine, and there she was. A nun! Not a nun, she was a pupil of some priest guy, and they had a kid, they took the kid away from her and they castrated the guy and they both retreated back into religious lives, but they wrote to each other, love letters for the rest of their lives, and when they both finally passed away they were buried next to each other in some Paris cemetery. There you go. Gee, I wonder what I should write about?" - Frank Black, Free Williamsburg (Nov 02) http://www.freewilliamsburg.com/november_2002/frank-black.html
