Astronomy

by Sandy Pearlman, Joe Bouchard and Albert Bouchard
©1988 S. Pearlman, Inc and B. O'Cult Songs, Inc.

The clock strikes twelve and moondrops burst
Out at you from their hiding place
Like acid and oil on a madman’s face
Reason tends to fly away
Like lesser birds on the four winds
Like silver scrapes in May
Now the sands become a crust
And most of you have gone away

Come Susie dear, let’s take a walk
Just out there upon the beach
I know you’ll soon be married
And you’ll want to know where wind comes from
Well it’s never said at all
on the map that Carrie reads
Behind the clock back there you know
At the Four Winds Bar

Hey—hey hey!
Hey—hey hey!
Hey—hey hey!
Hey—hey hey!

Four doors at the Four Winds Bar
Two doors locked and windows barred
One door’s let to take you in
The other one just mirrors it

Hey—hey hey!
Hey—hey hey!
Hey—hey hey!
Hey—hey hey!

In hellish glare and inference
The other one’s a duplicate
The queenly flux, eternal light
Or the light that never warms
Or the light that never, never warms
Or the light that never, never, never, never, never warms

The clock strikes twelve and moondrops burst
Out at you from their hiding place
Miss Carrie Nurse and Susie Dear
Find themselves at the Four Winds Bar

It’s the nexus of the crisis
And the origin of storms
Just the place to hopelessly
Encounter time and then came me

Hey—hey hey!
Hey—hey hey!
Hey—hey hey!
Hey—hey hey!

Call me Desdinova
Eternal light
These gravely digs of mine
Will surely prove a sight
And don’t forget my dog
Fixed and consequent

Hey—hey hey! Hey—hey hey! Hey—hey hey!
Hey—hey hey! Hey—hey hey! Hey—hey hey!
Hey—hey hey! Hey—hey hey! Hey—hey hey!
Hey—hey hey! Hey—hey hey! Hey—hey hey!

Astronomy…a star
Astronomy…a star
Astronomy…a star
Astronomy…a star
A star!