Cindy of a Thousand Lives

Blue velvet America Half glimpsed in the headlights between the trees Who punctured the beauty And invited monsters such as these The pig faced boy, the corrupted clown The grotesque figure who never comes into town Something broken, something stained Something waiting for the worms to claim And you can never go there again Except in nightmares The voyeur who dares not come near Knows excitement is merely the beginning of fear My shadow came this morning And left some candy in my shoe They're always watching me Watching the things I do Cindy of a thousand lives Cindy of the Stepford Wives I've looked at all the photographs But Cindy, which one of them was you? --- Cindy of a Thousand Lives - Billy Bragg