Stalin Malone(Instrumental)

<br>I`m going to make you even fear the dream you dream<br>So don`t even think about it don`t make a wish<br>You think that I don`t see you as you trawl those young weak fish<br>Hooked on those poor wonders, `til they want you alone<br>Though they can`t tell a cuckoo-clock from the squeals of saxophones<br>That`s when they`ll fear my name<br>Stalin Malone<br><br>I`m telling you the day will come when this man gets what he merits<br>Though people still wear animal skins to ward off evil spirits<br>Only wife-swapping and witchcraft woke the dormitory town<br>`Til horse`s heads up in the trees came dripping down<br>Yes, horse`s heads up hung in the trees after the bird had flown<br>Did you wonder of my whereabouts as the barrack-room was blown<br>Did anybody call my name?<br>Stalin Malone<br><br>In a room called creation, where you all obey my laws<br>Where Seconal is gravity and pain is like applause<br>You think that this phenomenon is some coincidence<br>But I`ve got people everywhere, you`re under<br>my surveillance, in the pocket of my pants<br>Okay, she left me, but I`ll soon get over that<br>Falling out of the &quot;Blood Tub&quot; and rolling, on my back<br>Waking up to the one o`clock gun with a Punch and Judy bird<br>Reaching out for a gelignite beer that fills me up with murder<br>To overhear forbidden songs her lover must have known<br>Between the pity and advice... <br>&quot;There`s no one here to help you now, but speak after the tone&quot;<br>Leave for me a message of hope<br>Stalin Malone<br><br>Now the church door is a roller-shutter with padlocks and keys<br>Just like all of the other dispensaries<br>The saloon is like a casket, stained wood and human dust<br>Stale with conversation that hangs on your clothes like smoke<br>The wooden clock said she would dance dressed only in flower<br>As the jazz band drowns the hysterical bird that it spits out on the hour<br>I`d drop out of sight and disappear, turn up in another town, but somehow<br>I just can`t seem to put it down, put it down, put it down<br>I just want to hold her now in that I`m not alone<br>but do I have to see her fall into his arms before I can atone..<br>Get my jacket on, get my story straight, I`m leaving on my own