Arabian Nights
Shrieks of sheiks as they run across the movie screen
A thousand sand-dune soldiers led by an arabian queen
And the harem girls move like fancy (clancys) dancers
In my dirty dreams
And I wake up on the floor clutching the bed-lamp
And mama comes in, she screams
Hey you been out with that tramp again last night
You know that silver-sequined arab black bitch
The one that mama dont like ?
But mama she sings me moontime melodies
With this great top 40 hook
She shrugs her shoulders, she dont care
Papa just stares and says mary, look the girls alright
The girls alright
And theres a tenseness in the air he turns and says
Dont you know, cant you feel it tell me son, whats the word ?
Because theres something hanging there cos you know he cant hear it
Pull back the mist and reveal it but dont go near it
And even if you fear what you near its criticized as too absurd
Dont conceal it even the animals fear it
cos if what mama feels is too real papa says fetch me my flashlight,
Son
She just claims she dont feel it and she stumbles out the front door
So come out from behind your bunkers
cos the lift-offs been a bust
Oh papas gone and mamas dead
And buried in my rocket dust
Youre alone now for the first time
Dont worry, cos thats all right
All fear will completely disappear
Come the arabian night
Well the soundman smiles and turns the dials
To set the meter readin rising
He pulls the singers voice from out of his pocket
To see if the audience likes it
Oh and in the very first row sits sweet jenny rue
With a bell on her shoe and she wants him to make it
He flicks a switch but jenny moves too fast
And the audience sways to the sound of her shotgun blast
The manager comes running out from behind stage and says
Check the bands arms for bullet holes
Make that man roll up his sleeves
The drummer shoots himself with cyanide
And then asks to be relieved
And me, I say well, its too crazy in here
Which is the stage door out, I gotta get up tomorrow morning for work
And the promoter says man, once youre in they all lead out
Whats the matter man, aint you heard ?
Theres a war going on on the outside
And Im paying you to sing like a bird
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song performed by Bruce Springsteen
Added by Lucian Velea
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