One of my favorite BÖC songs with an introcudtion from my favoite author… what’s not to love?
Artist: Blue Öyster Cult
Album: Secret Treaties
Year: 1974
Lyrics:
(Spoken by Stephen King):
Imaginos, performed by Blue Oyster Cult…
A bedtime story for the children of the damned.
From a dream world paralleling our Earth, in time and space,
the Invisible Ones have sent an agent who will dream the dream of history.
With limitless power, he becomes the greatest actor of the 19th century.
Taking on many disguises, he places himself at pivotal junctures in history,
continually altering its course and testing our ability to respond to evil
His name… is Imaginos.
(Sung from here on)
Clock strikes twelve and moon drops burst
Out at you from their hiding place
Like acid and oil on a madman’s face
His reasons tend 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 Susy dear, let’s take a walk
Just out there upon the beach
I know you’ll soon be married
And you want to know where the winds come 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
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Four winds at the four winds bar
Two doors locked and windows barred
One door let to take you in
The other one just mirrors it
Hey, hey, hey, hey
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
Yes the light, that never, never warms
Yes the light, that never, never warms
Never warms, never warms
The clock strikes twelve and moon drops burst
Out at you from their hiding place
Miss Carrie nurse and Suzy dear
Would find themselves at the four winds bar
It’s the nexus of the crisis
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
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Call me Desdenova, 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
Astronomy, a star
Astronomy, a star
Astronomy, a star
Astronomy, a star
Astronomy