Blue Oyster Cult - Secret Treaties (1974) Produced by Murray Krugman & Sandy Pearlman ------------------------------------------- CAREER OF EVIL ( - A. Bouchard - P. Smith - ) I plot your rubric scarab, I steal your satellite I want your wife to be my Baby tonight, baby tonight I choose to steal what you chose to show And you know I will not apologize You're mine for the taking I'm making a career of evil Pay me I'll be your surgeon I'd like to pick your brain Capture you inject you Leave you kneeling in the rain Kneeling in the rain I choose to steal what you chose to show And you know I will not apologize You're mine for the taking I'm making a career of evil I'd like your blue eyed horseshoe, I'd like your emerald horny toad I'd like to do it to your daughter on a dirt road And then I'd spend your ransom money, But still I'd keep your sheep I'd peel the mask you're wearing, And then rob you of your sleep Rob you of your sleep I choose to steal what you chose to show And you know I will not apologize You're mine for the taking I'm making a career of evil SUBHUMAN ( - E. Bloom - S. Pearlman - ) I am becalmed Lost to nothing Warm weather and Holocaust Left to die by two good friends Abandoned me and put to sleep Left to die by two good friends Tears of god flow as I bleed So ladies fish and gentlemen Here's my angled dream See me in the blue sky bag And meet me by the sea Oyster boys are Swimming for me now Save me from the Death-like creatures Oyster boys are swimming now Hear them chatter on the tide We understand, we understand But fear is real and so do I So ladies fish and gentlemen Here's my angled dream See me in the blue sky bag And meet me by the sea Oyster boys are Swimming for me Just one deal is what We made now Forest keys and whirlwind cold Green keys too and keys of gold And even locks that don't explode When the skies become a scroll So ladies fish and gentlemen Here's my angled dream See me in the blue sky bag And meet me by the sea DOMINANCE AND SUBMISSION ( - A. Bouchard - E. Bloom - S. Pearlman - ) Oh yeah I spent ten years, half my life Just getting ready, then it was time Warpage in my figures, radios appear Midnight was the barrier, back in 1963 Each night the covers were unfolded Each night it's Susie's turn to ride While Charles, the one they call her brother Covers on his eyes Murmurs in the background It will be time Oh yeah Susan and her brother, Charles the grinning boy Put me in the backseat, and they took me for a ride Yeah, the radio was on - can't you dig the locomotion Kingdoms of the radio, 45 RPM Too much revolution, then Each night the covers were unfolded Each night it's Susie's turn to ride While Charles, the one they call her brother Covers on his eyes Murmurs in the background It will be time It's past midnight said Charles the grinning boy And looking at me greedily, said it's 1964 In Times Square now people do the polka Dominance....Submission...radios appear This New Year's Eve was the final barrier Dominance....Submission...radios appear We took you up and we put you in the back seat Dominance....Submission...radios appear From year to year we looked out for the venture Dominance....Submission...radios appear Dominance....Submission ME 262 ( - E. Bloom - D. Roeser - S. Pearlman - ) Goering's on the phone from Freiburg Says Willie's done quite a job Hitler's on the phone from Berlin Says I'm gonna make you a star My Captain Von Ondine is your next patrol A flight of English bombers across the canal After twelve they'll all be here I think you know the job They hung there dependant from the sky Like some heavy metal fruit These bombers are ripe and ready to tilt Must these Englishmen live that I might die Must they live that I might die In a G-load disaster from the rate of climb Sometimes I'd faint and be lost to our side But there's no reward for failure - but death So watch me in mirrors keep in the glidepath Get me through these radars, no, I cannot fail While my great silver slugs are eager to feed I can't fail - No, not now When twenty five bombers wait ripe They hung there dependant from the sky Like some heavy metal fruit These bombers are ripe and ready to tilt Must these Englishmen live that I might die Must they live that I might die Me-262 prince of turbojet Junker's Jumo 004 Blasts from clustered R4M quartets in my snout And see these English planes go burn Well, you be my witness, how red were the skies When the fortresses flew for the very last time It was dark over Westphalia In April of '45 They hung there dependant from the sky Like some heavy metal fruit These bombers are ripe and ready to tilt Must these Englishmen live that I might die Must they live that I might die Must these Englishmen live that I might die...Junker's jommo 004 Bombers at 12 o'clock high CAGEY CRETINS ( - A. Bouchard - R. Meltzer - ) Ooo cagey - what you got? What you got there dummy? What you got there man? Ooo cagey - what you got? What you got there honey? What is it, a worm? Dumb clouds are raging Stupid clouds at my door Creepy weather coming Coming 'round my floor Dumb clouds stay away Don't come back no more Ooo cagey - what you got? Got an awful tummy, Oh no it's inflamed Ooo cagey - what you got? It's so lonely honey In the state of Maine Dumb clouds are raging Stupid clouds at my door Creepy weather coming Coming 'round my floor Dumb clouds stay away Don't come back no more I'm graduating in one more term Because I haven't any time to burn Repeating taste of high-heeled shoe An eel is waiting under the train Being chased around by the neighbor's cat Well it's so lonely in the state of Maine Dumb clouds are ringing Ringing in my ear Mother's wombs are crying Ringing in my fear Mothers never run Except when rape is near Ooo cagey HARVESTER OF EYES ( - D. Roeser - E. Bloom - R. Meltzer - ) Harvester of eyes, that's me And I see all there is to see When I look inside your head Right up front to the back of your skull Well that's my sign that you are dead My list for you checks off as null I'm the harvester of eyes I'm the eyeman of TV With my ocular TB I need all the peepers I can find Inside the barn where you find the hay Just last week I took a ride So high on eyes I almost lost my way I'm the harvester of eyes Harvester of eyes, that's me harvester of eyes And I see all there is to see harvester of eyes When I look inside your head harvester of eyes Right up front to the back of your skull harvester of eyes Harvester of eyes My-my-my-my-my My-my-my-my-my My-my-my-my-my-my I'm the harvester of eyes I'm just walkin' down the street I see a garbage can, I pick it up I look through all the garbage To see if there are any eyes inside I'll put 'em in my pink leather bag And take all their eye balls And I bleed with 'em As I plead with their eyes all night So if you see me walkin' down the street You'd better get out of the way And put on your eye glasses 'Cause I'm gonna take your eyes home with me FLAMING TELEPATHS ( - A. Bouchard - E. Bloom - S. Pearlman - D. Roeser - ) Well I've opened up my veins too many times And the poison's in my heart and in my mind Poison's in my bloodstream Poison's in my pride I'm after rebellion I'll settle for lies Is it any wonder that my mind's on fire Imprisoned by the thoughts of what to do Is it any wonder that my joke's an iron And the joke's on you Experiments that failed too many times Transformations that were too hard to find Poison's in my bloodstream Poison's in my pride I'm after rebellion I'll settle for lies Yes I know the secrets of the iron and mind They're trinity acts, a mineral fire Yes I know the secrets of the circuitry mind It's a flaming wonder telepath Well I've opened up my veins too many times And the poison's in my heart and in my mind Poison's in my bloodstream Poison's in my pride I'm after rebellion I'll settle for lies Is it any wonder that my mind's on fire Imprisoned by the thoughts of what to do Is it any wonder that my joke's an iron And the joke's on you ASTRONOMY ( - J. Bouchard - A. Bouchard - S. Pearlman - ) Clock strikes twelve and moondrops burst Out at you from their hiding place Like acid and oil on a madman's face His reason tends to fly away Like lesser birds on the four winds Like silver scrapes in May And now the sand's become a crust 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 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! Four winds at the Four Winds Bar Two doors locked and windows barred One door to let to take you in The other one just mirrors it Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! 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 Or the light that never Never warms Never warms Never warms The clock strikes twelve and moondrops burst Out at you from their hiding place Miss Carrie nurse and Susie dear Would 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! Call me Desdinova Eternal light These gravely digs of mine Will surely prove a sight And don't forget my dog Fixed and consequent Astronomy...a star