Snapshots from the
Sinister Cathedral (Millard)
Charlie the Lion seems restless
Wants to see more than just light
Visions outrageous to make this a memorable night
He draws something strange on his eyelids
Catherine turns pale as she looks
Somebody phone up the press; this is one for the books
Royal Lorraine, she wants airtime
John the Mundane, just a cure
Nobody here could be happy remaining obscure
Nobody's sure who's a tourist
Nobody came underdressed
Nobody wants to be seen looking all that impressed
Meanwhile, out in the guillotine gallery,
whatever happened to you?
Last time I looked you were keeping your distance
but not telling people we're through
Heads in low places were rolling
Maybe you thought you saw mine
I'd make a mistake underrating your nightmares
or taking them all as a sign
Of some horrible halfwit design
So meet me at four in the morning
at the Cathedral of John the Mundane
Assuming old Johnny's in shape to get out of the rain
We'd better bring plenty of coffee
and pictures of places we like
and jokes we can aim at whoever is hogging the mic
And maybe the walls reek of madness
I doubt we'll give much of a damn
In unholy company you've always known who I am
All songs © 2009 SHANGHAI LOVE MOTEL
