Blue velvet America Half glimpsed in the headlights between the trees Who punctured the beauty And invited monsters such as these The pig faced boy the corrupted clown The grotesque figure who never come to town
Something broken something stained Something waiting for the worms to claim And you can never go there again Except in nightmares The voyeur who dares not come near Knows excitment to merely the beginning of fear
My shadow came this morning And left some candy in my shoe They're always watching me Watching the things I do Cindy of a thousand lives Cindy of the Stepford Wives
I've looked at all the photographs But Cindy which one of them is you?
