Black Lacquered Shames

Slender fingers drop on an Oberheim
Foxes scatter in the park
From where they gathered
Under fake gas lamp light

Slender fingers drop...
Nails (to the quick) strike the keys
Scattering the meadowlarks
Held in nervous patterns above the trees

Oh, Wilderless, oh, hedges hedging me in
Have you heard the whispers from the vines
"The foxes gather tonight."?

Oh, Wilderless, jackboots sweep the park
Flashlights find the coins reflecting
A thousand points of tarnished, copper light

Oh, Wilderless, who blew the whistles till they shined?
Who tipped the meadowlark?
Who threaded daggers on the vine?

Swept tresses, black lacquer reflected his shame...
Saddled up an Oberheim
Collapsed into a march straight away
Pinball hip thrusts
Birds pour from the trees in gusts and waves

He gallops towards the chorus
He always breaks at the chorus
Skips to the refrain

"It's all over, all over, all over."

Oh, Wilderness
They tried to smoke you out
You blew it back in rings and curls
Now tangled in the fake gas lamp light

Oh, Wilderness
Hollows echo back
Flashlights find rubies reflecting
Spark the burrows, otherwise boot black

Oh, Wilderness...
Foxes deep, deeper still...
Burrows open up into crystal caverns
Now flooded with the early morning light

It's all over, all over, all over
It's all over, all over, all over