I can hear the turning of the key I've been deceived by the clown inside of me I thought that he was righteous but he's vain Oh, something's a-telling me I wear the ball and chain
My patron saint is he is fighting with a ghost He's always off somewhere when I need him most The Spanish moon is rising on the hill But my heart is a-tellin' me I love you still
I come back to the town from the flaming moon I see you in the streets, I begin to swoon I love to see you dress before the mirror Won't you let me in your room one time before I disappear?
Everybody's wearing a disguise To hide what they've got left behind their eyes But me, I can't cover what I am Wherever the children go I'll follow them
I can't play the game no more, I can't abide by their stupid rules which kept me sick inside They've been made by men who've given up the search Whose gods are dead and whose queens are in the church.
I march in the parade of liberty But as long as I love you I'm not free How long must I suffer such abuse? Won't you let me see your smile before I cut you loose?
Send out for Saint John the Evangelist All my friends are drunk, they can be dismissed. My head says that it's time to make a change But my heart is telling me I love ya but you're strange.
So step lightly, darling, near the wall Put on your heavy make-up, wear your shawl. Won't you descend from the throne, from where you sit? Let me feel your love one more time before I've got to leave.