Wall of Voodoo
Wall of Voodoo
Wall of Voodoo
Wall of Voodoo
Wall of Voodoo
Wall of Voodoo
Wall of Voodoo
Wall of Voodoo
Wall of Voodoo
Wall of Voodoo
Wall of Voodoo
This slab of stone stares at me
So seriously and yet I'm laughing
The grass was soft, so I sat
And painted what I'd been lookin' at
Now starring in the tragedy
Playing twice a day since its opening
With movements we make fascinating
To hide our hearts incinerating
The final days
Whose book of lust?
Who found sin when they were looking for fun
The visions of your violet eyes
So haunting, yet I'm not afraid
Though I feel so weak, I must remain
On the stage of my tragic vaudeville
Love come quickly, don't fade away
On the stage of my tragic vaudeville
Madness is the cure as we fade to grey
This slab of stone stares at me
So seriously and yet I'm laughing
A face whose name I can't replace
Whose steps I can't retrace
Now starring in the tragedy
Playing every night since its opening
And on stage, the violins creak
My obsessive roots drink deep
On the stage of my tragic vaudeville
Love come quickly, don't fade away
On the stage of my tragic vaudeville
Madness is the cure as we fade to grey
On the stage of my tragic vaudeville
Love come quickly, don't fade away
On the stage of my tragic vaudeville
Madness is the cure as we fade to grey
Tragic Vaudeville was written by Bruce Moreland.
Tragic Vaudeville was produced by Ian Broudie.