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Cries from the Midnight Circus lyrics
In the concrete valleys the electric storm
We members of the midnight circus
Our bodies so brightly adorn
In your long sedans and your Oldsmobile
Through that slit in your face
You ask me how it feels, lonely daddy
Can you hear me, can you hear me?
I'm a-tellin' you again
Daughters of Satan all stand in line
With faces greased
And a mouth full of shine
With iron hands you bruise the flesh
Then through a closing door you ask
Pray why the distress, the lonely
Hear me
Can you hear me, can you?
Midnight sailors can stay
We won't send you away
See me here on my knees
You lie in the alley
With blood on your clothes
As fingers round
Your throat they close
Your cries of murder
Splash on the walls
And as you die
You think about the injustice of it all
Can you hear me, can you hear me?
I'm a-tellin' you again
Hear me
Can you hear me, can you?
See Satan's daughters' red lights
They have such good appetites
Another clown packs his drag
Part of these releases
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- Track 8 on Parachute
- 7 Miss Fay Regrets
- 9 Grass
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- Track 8 on Parachute: 40th Annivesary Edition
- 7 Miss Fay Regrets
- 9 Grass
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- Track 9 on Parachute: 40th Annivesary Edition Disc 2
- 8 In the Square/The Letter/Rain
- 10 Grass
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