The ruthless turbaned bandit
Turns his back upon the cradle
As angry as you ever can recall
And even though its raining
Youre yet to join the flowers on the wall
Ive waited for a chance
To paint your blue town red
Slept where monsters dance
On the flowers in your hand
Fools go rushing in
Where angels fear to tread
The late night contingent
Has a question that it poses
And theyre smoking all
The flowers youve arranged
And the blind poet enters
Beheading all you roses
To make up for the beauty
Youve regained
Ive waited for a chance.....
A heart may break in a twist of fate
And be thrown upon the pile
My bed still whirls though I see other girls
When I stare a thousand miles
A heart may break in a certain time and place
But a friend still knows
If its her kiss on your smile
Your yellow dressed Athena
Assaults your very windows
And troubles all the clouds
Around your bed
And in the nearby land of the lovers
The one-eyed man is crazy
Cause lovers are too blind
To hear a word that the fool has said
