A DUSTLAND FAIRYTALE

A Dustland fairytale beginningOr just another white trash county kissIn '61, long brown hair and foolish eyes
He looked just like you'd want him toSome kind of slick chrome American PrinceA blue jean serenade and moon river, what you do to meAnd I don't believe you
Saw Cinderella in a party dressBut she was looking for a nightgownI saw the devil wrapping up his handsHe's getting ready for the showdown
I saw the minute that I turned awayI got my money on a palm tonight
Change came in disguise of revelation, set his soul on fireShe says she always knew he'd come aroundAnd the decades disappear like sinking shipsBut we persevere, God gives us hopeBut we still fear what we don't know
The mind is poisonCastles in the sky sit stranded, vandalizedA drawbridge is closin'
Saw Cinderella in a party dressBut she was looking for a nightgownI saw the devil wrapping up his handsHe's getting ready for the showdown
I saw the ending when they turned the pageI took my money and I ran awayStraight to the valley of the great divide
Out where the dreams are highOut where the wind don't blowOut here, the good girls dieAnd the sky won't snow
Out here the birds don't singOut here the fields don't growOut here the bell don't ringOut here the bell don't ringOut here the good girls die
Now Cinderella, don't you go to sleepIt's such a bitter form of refugeOh, don't you know, the kingdom's under siegeAnd everybody needs you
Is there still magic in the midnight sunOr did you leave it back in '61?In the cadence of a young man's eyesI wouldn't dream so high