BLACK CAT (BANDSHEE III)

Well, the black cat crossed me, Waverly Lane.
Well, the black cat crossed me, Waverly Lane.
Well, the black crossed me, I ain't never been the same.
Sleeping babies cried, the crows took flight, lightening shot up from the ground to the sky.
When that black cat crossed me with it's one green eye.

I was walking by the river, I saw Jesus on the bridge.
I was walking by the river, I saw Jesus on the bridge.
In one hand he held up a railroad tie, in the other he had food for the pigeons.
He said, "That black cat cross you, girl, you don't need no religion."

Well, a sinkhole opened up in the middle of Baxter Street.
I said a sinkhole opened up in the middle of Baxter Street.
Now the yuppies and the hippies and the hipsters and retailers are lying in a hole down at my feet.
Well, that black cat cross you, you don't ask it what it means!

Well I changed all of the pollen in the air to hundred dollar bills.
Well I changed all of the pollen in the air to hundred dollar bills.
The devil rose before me, he said, "You don't have to adore me but I need fewer people down here on pills, ahhh!"
But the black cat crossed me, so I moved in for the kill!

Well, the black cat crossed me, it turned the night into the day.
Oh, the black cat crossed me, it turned the night into the day.
Well, that black cat crossed me, now everything is going my way!

BAD DAY (BANDSHEE III)

You started off my bad day with a bullet and a whisper through the news.
You know that's a bad way to do it; all alone in the hotel room.
The belly of the grand...

You left me with a bad taste on my tongue and I think about you every day.
I can't pretend that we're still young and I hate it; I don't wanna age this way.

It's a bad time to be left behind
C'mon, Satellite, can you make it right?
It's a bad night for the saturnine.
It's a bad time to be left alive...

Think about the last night on the wire, you were tired.
And now I'm feeling tired, too.
It's the kinda move you can't make twice
Into the belly of the grave.

It's in the moves you make that later will become the signs that we missed.
It's in the time it takes to glide across the tiles....
It's in the rhythm of your sighs.

It's a bad time to be left behind
C'mon, Satellite, can you make it right?
It's a bad night for the saturnine.
It's a bad time to be left alive...

BLACK MAGIC

Three girls ahead in sight
Holdin' hands, it don't feel right.
Watch 'em dance and then take flight
Now you know you're gonna die

You come beneath the green
Where you know you should not be
There's something that you need
That you can't get from a priest

I'll take a strand of your hair
Your longest fingernail
The breath out of your sighs
There's Black Magic here tonight!

Bring me the star of Anise,
Three days of your flame
The skin between your teeth
And I'll heal all your pain


I'll take a strand of your hair
Your longest fingernail
The breath out of your sighs
There's Black Magic here tonight!

Fire inspires new life
Deep inside

You cross the coven line
Bearing gifts of wine and life
Now your eyes are open wide
As you walk the woods at night
Now you know you're gonna die, yeah!

I'll take the life from your eyes
The breath that feeds all of your lies
The ancient firelight
There's Black Magic here tonight!

CURSE OF THE BANDSHEE

Don't come in this house tonight
You're arriving far too late
You bear no welcome here
You turned away from fate

You come to reap what you did now sow
You're like a ghost out of time and space
If this is to be my final moment
It's one that I embrace

There's a man down by the river way
He steers a boat made of bones and clay
His eyes are cloaked in a darkening wreath and I know
That he's coming for me.

There's a dragon out by my front door
He's breathing fire over me
But I been through hell before why
Should I fear a little heat

Your eyes can't see!
Your mind can't think!
You're lips can't speak!
Curse of the Bandshee!

Ya been cursed!
'Cuz you been cursed!

There's an old woman by my back door
Her eyes are darkened as my soul.
She won't leave until she gets what she needs, but
I can give her no more!
Because I been cursed!
Well, you been cursed!

There's a black dog in the middle of my street
No one sees him there, but me
Don't fight against your own end, but
Go down quietly
Ya been cursed!
Curse of the Bandshee.... look out!

DIAMONDS IN OUR PRIME

He's a shadow on the highway, you will never be safe.
He's the doubt across your mind
He's the one you left behind
He's the name that you cannot say
He's growing stronger every day

Colleen, why don't you tell it all to me?
We'll pour him out like tainted wine.
Just like we used to be.
Colleen, why don't you tell it all to me?
We'll pour him out like tainted wine.
'Cause we are diamonds in our prime.

He believes in love, he only wants to help you rise
But he's the one who's going to get to exercise all of his rights
He's everything that you need
And you will never be free
H's everywhere that you can be
And no one's gonna hear you scream

He's gonna dictate everything that you're allowed to hate
He only wants to help you out, but no one's gonna hear you shout
He only wants to help you know
Exactly what a woman that you are
And one of these nights, he'll be waiting by your car

Colleen, why don't you tell it all to me?
We'll pour him out like tainted wine.
Just like we used to be.
Colleen, why don't you tell it all to me?
We'll pour him out like tainted wine.
'Cause we are diamonds in our prime.

FORGOTTEN DAUGHTER

I'm your forgotten daughter
I'm the one put out of mind
I'm your forgotten daughter
And I live in a place out of space and time

I'm the one put out of mind
Remains of your right to life
I drink of the November rain
It's coming down in frozen sheets just like your pain

Cut me down, bring me down
One more time
Cut me down, bring me down
Just like unwanted vine

You whisper my name in your sleep
But no body's here to comfort me
Bodies will break and bones
They will creak
Nobody knows, nobody cares
What's beneath
So I say your name
I cry your name through these grinding
These grinding teeth

I'm your forgotten daughter
Prodigal memory
I'm your forgotten daughter
And I live beneath the hanging tree

WOMEN FOR SALE

I got women for sale, I got women for sale
I got women
They all for sale
I got pinup brides from 18 to 25
See 'em at the car show standing half naked in a line
Tuned up and ready
For a slow ride

I got blonds for a dollar
I got brunettes for two
Hold up your money, boys, I'm gonna sell 'em to you
Yeah, I got so many women for sale
Doctors, lawyers, bankers, teachers, and brilliant scientists
Quantized, qualified on a price list

Let the auction begin!
(Indistinct auctioneer noises meant to make you feel uncomfortable.)

Oh, you like Jennifer?
You wanna help her?
Oh, she's workin' so hard to win that boudoir shoot
Take your money out yo' pants
And stick it in her boots

Up next we got Jess
She's a redheaded mess
With a motor bike
Oh, you can walk up and touch her on her tip jars
Ooh, if you're seeing what you like
Won't you take your money, and stick it deep in that pretty girls pail
She's a woman for sale