Cindy of a Thousand Lives - Billy Bragg

    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 in to 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 excitment to 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 is you?


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