Blues for Val Lewton
I left my twelve dollar room just as the sky was turning red
Another early winter evening in the city of the dead
Tides of blood flooded the gutter broken glass was in the street
And all I got was blank stares from the people that I'd meet
They all seem to be sedated I don't think that they was sick
Walking round like doped extras from some Val Lewton flick
These people think they know me but they only know my name
I can't tell one from the other cause they all look the same
Got no love down in this slum got no beauty got no truth
Just the Friday night disco down at the local Hitler Youth
Everybody's talking about the romance between the soldier and the whore
Copping cigarettes and Night Train down at the convenience store
I Walked with a Zombie was never quite so real
I just got to find somebody cares about the way that I feel
It ain't The Curse of the Cat People make you act so strange
You got no house in the city got no home on the range
You're cataloguing icons but I'm interested in you
I want to look into your eyes see if what I fear is true
It ain't the music of the spheres just a futuristic hum
If there's any love left inside you give me some
Don't be looking for no Love Boat to take you out of here on some trip
We'll cruise the Isle of the Dead with the captain of the Death Ship
Won't be no elevator music to help soften the sting
Just ease on back baby don't you worry about a thing
You can have your kicks tonight but the Deadline's at Dawn
Kiss Tomorrow Goodbye color your bad self gone