A Dustland Fairytale
The Dustland Fairytale beginningWith just another white trash county kiss in '61.Long brown hair, and foolish eyes.He'd look just like you'd want him toSome kind of slick chrome American prince.
Blue Jean serenadeMoon River what'd you do to meI don't believe you.
Saw Cinderella in a party dress, she was looking for a nightgown.I saw the devil wrapping up his hands, he's getting ready for the showdown.I saw the minute that I turned away, I got my money on a pawn tonight.
Change came in disguise of revelation, set his soul on fire.She said she always knew he'd come around.And the decades disappearLike sinking ships but we persevere.God gives us hope but we still fear what we don't know.
Your mind is poisoned.Castles in the sky sit stranded, vandalized.The drawbridge is closing.
Saw Cinderella in a party dress, she was looking for a nightgown.I saw the devil wrapping up his hands, he's getting ready for the showdown.I saw the ending when they turned the page, I threw my money and I ran away.Sent to the valley of the great divideOut where the dreams all hide.Out where the wind don't blow,Out here the good girls die.And the sky won't snowOut here the bird don't singOut here the field don't blowOut here the bell don't ringOut hear the bell don't ringOut here the good girls dieNow Cinderella don't you go to sleep, it's such a bitter form of refuge.Why don't you know the kingdoms under siege and everybody needs you.Is there still magic in the midnight sun, or did you leave it back in '61?In the cadence of a young man's eyes.Out where the dreams all hide