Cue Dream Sequence Songtext
von John Howard

Some door closed on the cliff edge
The shadows of overhead stars
Dotted Selena′s hands
The peasants chewed Selena
Who used to stroke my hair
In the grapple sure and sacred days of cider love
Oh, cider love

The mist would sandpaper the roofs
Turn the streetlights into melting paint
As the twins of the cellar
The queens of child eloquence
Dashed by blond-streaked scores of the long grass
Ooh, and Selena lay laughing
Ooh, and the gigolo sat mapping
His way to scene one

Drying the wrinkled script
Watching the ink flake in his hair
Brushing reviews from his overcoat
And losing a year to souvenir hunters


Some door closed on the lost child
The gym shook to turntable stars
Beating a ringing ears
I could see climbing frames there
I could see Leslie
Passing me pages of her biography of the crooner
Ooh, the crooner

Who'd taken her on his brig bed
Left the dreams to carry her glowing
As the twins of the top floor
The belles of the drama fag
Blackmailed the main parts
Masked dancers with daggers
Ooh, and Selena left crying
Ooh, and the gigolo was hiding
Away from scene two

Drying the wrinkled script
Watching the ink flake in his hair
Brushing reviews from his overcoat
And losing a year to souvenir hunters