Christopher Ewen

You know me
I take nothing seriously
I can see a laughing face in every willow tree
But I'd rather be the queen at the guillotine
In a bloody insurrection
I would rather be king when the rooks take wing
Than be losing your affection

Willow trees lose their leaves in the autumn breeze
Then there's these trees that stay green for centuries

I would rather rub the hair of a bear in a lair
In the opposite direction
I would rather put the make on a rattlesnake
Than be losing your affection
I would rather be the frog speaking Tagalog
As they start the vivisection
I would rather be the dog food in front of the dog
Than be losing your affection

Having ended all life
Absorbed all other robots
Ruler of the cosmos
She walks into the sunset
But there is no darkness
Her laser-gaze is itself a weapon
And no sleep defends her from the nightmare of oblivion
So she wakes a new world made entirely out of lightwaves
Memories of movies, and chance determinations
Then she watches random characters and situations
Endless combinations with very little input
But she sees the ending
Every clock finds its equilibrium
So she introduces the absurdest contradictions
Anything can follow, but the actors can't believe that
So they keep pretending the script is real and means things
So the lonely robot, with no feeling for the actors
Just erased the whole thing
- which, true, had not existed
And a trillion stories all came abruptly to a non-ending
And a trillion people suddenly stopped non-existing

Thus was born a new world from the movies of the old one
And the lonely robot was given non-existence

It's the sound of lonely days
Falling down like rain on this place
Please don't count the lonely days
Let this town fade to gray

Endless rows of houses fuse
And there's never any news
Because there's nowhere to go but crazy
So we go

We just hang around in malls
Up until the army calls
Because there's nowhere to go but crazy
As you know

Nothing good is on TV
No one falls in love with me
And there's nobody to fall in love with
So I don't

Don't forget to stop and smell the glue
No one falls in love with you
And there's nobody to fall in love with
Just the phone

I never age and I'll never die
Unlike all the stars in the sky
I'll be young forever
But why?
Cause I'm a vampire
Dear, for whose victims I shed no tear
I am neither sweet nor sincere
And I'd rather drink blood than beer
Cause I'm a vampire
The sun will never touch me
I abhor its filthy light
I am the mistress of the damned
And of the children of the night
I have all the love I need
It is your blood I crave
I am the bitch goddess from beyond your grave
I can turn into a bat
I can cast the evil eye
I have ever so much money
I'm gorgeous
And I can fly
I survied the Inquisition
Been a harlot
Been a queen
Survived for seven hundred years
And still look seventeen
Hon, one from whom you really should run
I despise the light of the sun
And I kill your kind just for fun
Cause I'm a vampire
Damn, I am what?
I am what I am
And I am impossibly glam
And I am happy as a clam
Cause I'm a vampire
Blanche, with a blood flow no one can stanch
A blood flow
A blood avalance
I'm a tidal wave of tarantulas

You know me
I take nothing seriously
I can see a laughing face in every willow tree
But I'd rather be the queen at the guillotine
In a bloody insurrection
I would rather be king when the rooks take wing
Than be losing your affection

Willow trees lose their leaves in the autumn breeze
Then there's these trees that stay green for centuries

I would rather rub the hair of a bear in a lair
In the opposite direction
I would rather put the make on a rattlesnake
Than be losing your affection
I would rather be the frog speaking Tagalog
As they start the vivisection
I would rather be the dog food in front of the dog
Than be losing your affection

The world is a disco ball
And we're little mirrors
One and all
Remember when you feel very small
The world is a disco ball
From Havanna to Hong Kong
Someone's dancing all night long