Face At The Window

In the stillness of the alley

Waits a man with an open blade

And he hurts the woman badly

And within her plants his seed

She can't shake the dirt and horror

As the seed takes root and grows

But the law now claims her body

The doctor's door is closed

She goes back to another alley

To a leering butcher's blade

And the deal is dark and bloody

In the crime the law has made

And the face at the window

Never blinks, never turns away

When you wake in the night to a flashing light

When you burn on judgment day

They have spoke aloud your daydreams

They have listened to your plans

They have watched you dance in the rainstorm

They have seen you ride the wind

Walking slowly home at night

A man touching a man

And the car looks kinda familiar

And it's coming 'round again

Oh, you got no chance in that deadly dance

When they cut you to the bone

There's a bleeding gash from the broken glass

And you hear somebody moan

And maybe somebody calls the cops

And they take their own sweet time

And they say it's just a couple of fags again

And maybe your friend is dyin'

And the face at the window

Never blinks, never turns away

When you wake in the night to a flashing light

When you burn on judgment day

They have spoke aloud your daydreams

They have listened to your plans

They have watched you dance in the rainstorm

They have seen you ride the wind

And your lover comes to you softly

And you touch and you feel no shame

And you steal away from the city

And lightning fills your veins

In an air-conditioned office

The committee discusses your case

They know the words you whispered

They felt the flush upon your face

They have files on every fancy

Who's on top and who's below

You have crossed into the shadow place

Where outlaws freely roam

And the face at the window

Never blinks, never turns away

When you wake in the night to a flashing light

When you burn on judgment day

They have spoke aloud your daydreams

They have listened to your plans

They have watched you dance in the rainstorm

They have seen you ride the wind

You can drink the lies of paradise

While the books on the shelves disappear

You can make a comfortable living

You can swear it can't happen here

And maybe they'll come for the unionists

And maybe they'll come for the Jews

And maybe they'll come for the heretics

But they'll never come for you

When you hear the step in the hallway

When you taste the iron fear

Don't you go shouting out for justice

'Cause there's no one left to hear

And the face at the window

Never blinks, never turns away

When you wake in the night to a flashing light

When you burn on judgment day

They have spoke aloud your daydreams

They have listened to your plans

They have watched you dance in the rainstorm

They have seen you ride the wind