Blue Oyster Cult - Imaginos (1988) Produced by Sandy Pearlman, in association with Albert Bouchard --------------------------------------------------------------- I AM THE ONE YOU WARNED ME OF ( - S. Pearlman - D. Roeser - A. Bouchard - ) Fresh from zones of moisture And afterwards the meat With spangles on my long-tailed suits And songs to haunt the one that's saved Just call me Desdinova I'm sure to be The lucky one When destiny assigns wisdom Known to me The starry wisdom I am the one you warned me of I am the one who'd never, never lie The writing in the notebook Notation from the stars Songs by Desdinova And frost warnings from the women's farm Whose agents could not ever see His hilly eyes and too green rings Obscured sight and fancy dreams Holy mass, those 13 fancy dreams I am the one you warned me of I am the one who'd never, never lie Eyes like bottles and hands in my hair Bottles of blackness the blacker the spare I'll sit myself behind that clock And play tunes on its belfry Five fingers have I to play them like ten Ten fingers have I to play them again In decimal chains whose mimic cry Whose notes will never, never fly Until they quit those timely tunes And entered that system from outside I am the one you warned me of I am the one who'd never, never lie LES INVISIBLES ( - S. Pearlman - A. Bouchard - ) Along the world axis The Empress lay sleeping To the rhyme of the, of the, of the star clock Seven sleepers Seven sages Seven ladders to the, to the Seventh heaven Seven stars Had Ursa Major Tables turning, turning And rain maker While the seven The visitors All went, all went A drumming Dance a Don Pedro Do the Don Pedro Games after death Night dances 'round Samedi and Petre In Alchemy Salute the Four Quarters Before I leave your eyes Twinned in the mirror Les Mesteres come End me adoration Before I leave your eyes World in the mirror Waters of amnesia come Do you know (do you know), do you know (do you know) Do you know (do you know), do you know (do you know) The court of Eve Beneath the Polar Mountain Rose cross and crosser there Symbols of the swan Aerial races In rotation over The magical casement Visions of a parallel world Dance a Don Pedro Do the Don Pedro Games after death Night dances 'round Samedi and Petre In Alchemy IN THE PRESENCE OF ANOTHER WORLD ( - S. Pearlman - J. Bouchard - ) In the presence of another world You guess the things unguessed In the fullness of another world There is no emptiness In the promise of another world A dreadful knowledge comes How even space can modulate And earthly things be done Your master he's a monster He will come on a bridge of paper Inscribed with a hundred names of God But he can count one more The curse of life eternal Written on the door Your master.....he's a monster Your master.....he's a monster Your master.....he's a monster In the presence of another world A dreadful knowledge comes How even space can modulate And earthly things be done In the fullness of another world There is no emptiness Your master.....Your master is a monster Your master.....Born of a yolkless egg Your master.....He has dominion over animals Your master.....He walks the world Entrail diviner Your master.....And when the stars are right Your master.....He locks the door behind the door behind the door Your master.....The milky way abyss inclines Your master.....The seven years of labor for the instruments of time Your master.....The seven years of labor for the instruments of time Your master.....The seven years of labor for the instruments of time Your master.....The seven years of labor for the instruments of time Your master is a monster And gentlemanly too He'll make for us some new germ With pieces of the perfect black The alpha and omega The double peaks of Mars The maze of his infinity The buried city In the stars DEL RIO'S SONG ( - S. Pearlman - A. Bouchard - ) I've lived upon The edge of chance For twenty years or more And this is what my friends all mean By Del Rio's song.......Oh, Del Rio Del Rio's Song..........Oh, Del Rio Del Rio's Song..........Oh, Del Rio Del Rio's Song..........Oh, Del Rio When time gets slow, and rivers freeze I think you'd know enough To call in touch that outer frame The inner gain, a sullen gulch Which opens up on the way to Blindman's Bluff A suburb now of River Roads Where quandry and sublime improve The sight whose imagery Is sometimes that of fear I've lived upon The edge of chance For twenty years or more And this is what my friends all mean By Del Rio's song.......Oh, Del Rio Del Rio's Song..........Oh, Del Rio Del Rio's Song..........Oh, Del Rio Del Rio's Song..........Oh, Del Rio When time gets slow, and rivers freeze I think you'd know enough To shut the gates of walled town walls And putting up some good rum punch Forget the way to Blindman's Bluff So packed with eyes That glow like coals And pointing towards the North Oh my boat left New Orleans in 1829! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! My destination is a secret And the doctrine is soft And just between the verse and me It's a place where you can see Lost, last and luminous Scored to sky yet never found Relics of jewels And ant-track tools A true ghost dance Rehearsal Ground I've lived upon The edge of chance For twenty years or more And this is what my friends all mean I've lived upon The edge of chance For twenty years or more And this is what my friends all mean By Del Rio's song.......Oh, Del Rio Del Rio's Song..........Oh, Del Rio Del Rio's Song..........Oh, Del Rio Del Rio's Song..........Oh, Del Rio THE SIEGE AND INVESTITURE OF BARON VON FRANKENSTEIN'S CASTLE AT WEISSERIA ( - S. Pearlman - A. Bouchard - ) On the terminal point Of the cul-de-sac Patients are dying The horses are dazed From the glare of stars The starry wisdom Owned by the Baron And he's got the cure A drug by the name of World Without End A drug by the name of World Without End A drug by the name of World Without End Come and take this.................Carpe Diem! World without end..................Carpe Diem! You'll be inventor.................Carpe Diem! Invention, letter, earth, wind.....Carpe Diem! Rhymed like the real...............Carpe Diem! And real as the rhyme..............Carpe Diem! Imagine this Baron.................Carpe Diem! Inventor of rhymes.................Carpe Diem! Imagine he was me and I was called Frankenstein Imagine he was me and I was called Frankenstein Imagine he was me and I was called Frankenstein Carpe Diem! Carpe Diem! Carpe Diem! Carpe Diem! He was me, and I was called Frankenstein He was me, and I was called Frankenstein He was me, and I was called Frankenstein Frankenstein (World without end) Frankenstein (World without end) Frankenstein (World without end) ... ASTRONOMY ( - S. Pearlman - J. Bouchard - A. Bouchard - ) The clock strikes twelve and moondrops burst Out at you from their hiding place Like acid and oil on a madman's face Reason tends 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 Susie dear, let's take a walk Just out there upon the beach I know you'll soon be married And you'll want to know where wind comes 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! Four doors at the Four Winds Bar Two doors locked and windows barred One door's let to take you in The other one just mirrors it 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 Or the light that never, never warms Or the light that never, never, never, never, never warms The clock strikes twelve and moondrops burst Out at you from their hiding place Miss Carrie Nurse and Susie dear Find themselves at Four Winds Bar It's the nexus of the crisis And 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! Call me Desdinova Eternal light These gravely digs of mine Will surely prove a sight And don't forget my dog Fixed and consequent MAGNA OF ILLUSION ( - S. Pearlman - D. Roeser - A. Bouchard - ) Cornwall and the harbor Where witches went mad more than once and Until this day In dreams at least The lighthouse at Lost Christabel Squat and hugely tilts Upon the strand where Grandad's house was built And having stood the test of time The starry gale the bloody tide Grandad's house though gaped with hooks And filled with books Could stand no more until A certain prophecy Once read - now stood Before the world fulfilled Now of these books in Grandad's keep Some of them were new but mostly they were old And the oldest was a scroll A prophecy that read When the riddle begins The story will end August the First 1892 And in the guise of destiny Grandad quit Cornwall "I'm a captain of a ship My ship is charmed, and called Plutonia." Stories on land, storms at sea 'Tween 1892 and '93 When Grandad sailed for Mexico Ships charmed and ordinary Sailed the glidepath to the sun And when the sun proved false As it always does Some of them would be lost And some would sail back home It was no star But a magna of illusion I mean by that The mirror found In the chamber of jade grown like a seed Deep within the ground The mirror found By one man So on and off again He sailed the Europe's rim On and off, off and on Until his time had come Through tears and smiles The last domain The rods of broken crystal On and off, and off again Until his time had come Late to the story that had been But early to the riddle not yet begun August the First 1893 The charmed ship Plutonia Sailed like a ray into Cornwall And none too soon it seems That night the Captain's granddaughter Would celebrate her birthday "I've come a long way," said the Captain "From Lost Christabel this night Accompanied by my dog familiar To blast your rafters with my surprise! Granddaughter, it's a foreign mirror Taken from the jungle by crime!" Stories on land, storms at sea 'Tween 1892 and '93 When Grandad sailed for Mexico When tables collapse And floors have filled And the party's over, it's all over Sea-dogs and rockers will dwell on doom I've warped the stuff of ground What seems to be is not Behind closed eyes Realize your sight Mine, granddaughter, proves a surprise More light than sun More dark than night then More a snare than lust BLUE OYSTER CULT ( - S. Pearlman - E. Bloom - ) I am becalmed in virtue Lost to nothing on a bay of dreams Warm weather and a holocaust The tears of God flow as I bleed Left to die by two good friends Abandoned me and put to sleep On a shore where oyster beds Seem plush as down And ripe enough for the luxor dream Recall the dream of luxor How fluids will arrive As if by call or schedule Resume through the morning tide Where entry is by seaweed gate And plan the plan of dreams To lose oneself in reverb In all that is and all that seems So ladies, fish, and gentlemen Here's my angled dream To see me in the blue sky bag And meet me by the sea The oyster boys are swimming now To claim me back from the dead The creatures back from vertigo They fear to fall but haven't fell Will reclaim tries and try again The oyster boys are swimming now Hear them chatter on the tide Of the lost and language lost Hear them chatter on the tide We understand, we understand, we understand And so do I We understand, we understand But fright is real And so am I So ladies, fish, and gentlemen Here's my angled dream To see me in the blue sky bag And meet me by the sea The entry to lost vestibule Opens on the bay An instant shape of mercury Lost and then retained An instant is an eyelash Caught on the tide Imaginos! Below this bay And then besides... The oyster boys are swimming now One deal is what we made Forest keys and whirlwind cold Green keys too and keys of gold Even locks that won't explode When the skies become a scroll Having lost its interest See that's the deal we made Just to join the Oyster Cult The Blue Oyster Cult We Understand, we understand - Blue Oyster Cult IMAGINOS ( - S. Pearlman - A. Bouchard - ) Imaginos Approached the sun In August in New Hapshire Singing songs Nobody knew And stories left undone See this fish His scales turned green Under such a sun Such a sun...............such a sun such a sun...............such a sun such a sun A tongue and pale Of Texas light Descended on the border While the bird Called Buzzardo Rattled the bones He picked the flesh from See this fish His scales turned green Under such a sun Such a sun...............such a sun such a sun...............such a sun such a sun Checking the sign of the Moonfleet Roll your wheel with mine Sometimes in the light of day The truth proves hard to find Actually this Buzzardo Was Imaginos in disguise In disguise Ooo Imaginos Ooo Imaginos Ooo Ooo Ooo Imaginos Ooo Imaginos Ooo Imaginos Ooo Ooo Ooo Imaginos Approached the sun In August in New Hapshire Singing songs Nobody knew And stories left undone See this fish His scales turned green Under such a sun Such a sun...............such a sun such a sun...............such a sun such a sun I'm Buzzardo in Texas............Last chance I'm a pinwheel in Vermont........Last chance And gorge the Bungo Pony.........Last chance Laaast chance Last chance I'm a rocker a roller and a spinner, too Below that scene of subterfuge...Last chance Laaast chance Last chance Which is The last chance border...........Last chance Laaast chance Last chance .................................Last chance Laaast chance Last chance On the border....................Last chance Laaast chance Last chance .................................Last chance Laaast chance Last chance On the border....................Last chance Laaast chance Last chance .................................Last chance Last chance The last exit to Texas