In the shadows of the night come the friends of fantasy Dancing forward toward the dawn, wrapped in coats of vanity In the closets, in the home hang the
God knows how long she was waiting on the mountain Staring at the river, watching all her dreams go by Every single morning she sang of crystal fountains
Consternation on the dance floor, I can't take it any more My ugly girlfriend has these big eyes She's running out the door Get her back, the regulars
Sitting 'round, talking 'bout old China And how the ladies hair will go to gray Paying for a speedy revolution Hoping those fine lines will go away Someone
Welcome to the Cafe Shabu Permit me to introduce you to some of our regulars Starting on my immediate left, ladies and gentlemen Here in Cafe Shabu You
Sushi for Shabu You keep calling me You keep calling me Angel of death I have thought, I heard you singing Angel of death I have held the flutter of
The sky is full of dirty, aching air That's burning a greasy yellow And zooming slowly in on everyone Untie these fighting sunsets that will not be fulfilled