You drop your silver needle
into the canyon of my heart
You sleep the sleep of reason
you dress yourself in dark
You never left the ceremony
you never found your bliss
You sleep the sleep of reason
And forget what you have missed
Sha la la la la
There's an owl outside your window
And he plays an eldritch drum
Your nightmare dreams of heaven
And things you've left undone
There's an owl upon the bed stand
She wears Minerva's crown
Your nightmare dreams of heaven
And all the sh*t gone down
Sha la la la la (shoop, shoop)
Dr Black & Lady Midnight –
You think they know the score?
They're at the end of Boogie Street
But they don't live there any more.
You've your golden record
And I've got my golden voice
Dr. Black is in his wheelhouse
And it seems you have no choice
You say the bed's gone crazy
And the bats have gone absurd
Dr Black is in his wheelhouse
But he never says a word.
Sha la la la la
You kneel before the altar
Where streams of honey flow
You've sacrificed your innocence
For things you'll never know
When you walked upon the water
Well, it was understood
You'd sacrifice your innocence
And enter the dark wood
Sha la la la la (shoop shoop)
Dr Black & Lady Midnight,
They seem to know the score –
They go whistling past the graveyard
But they don't work there anymore
It's the way we tell our stories
That tends to set our fate
You wander through the labyrinth
In lazy figure eights
I know your heart is spinning
Dr Black has got the cure
He'll lead you through the labyrinth
Where nothing's known for sure
Sha la la la la
You say you were a miner
There’s no diamonds in your mine
You’ve gathered all the laurels
The judges said were mine
And once you were a hunchback
Beneath your bed of snow
You gathered all the laurels
Down where the asphalt grows
Sha la la la la (shoop shoop)
Dr Black & Lady Midnight
They surely know the score
Down at the end of Boogie Street
It don't matter any more
You took the first position
in the mariotte parade
With your mistress and her lover
and her lovely chamber maid
Your father dreams in heaven
your mother's doing well
with your lover and your mistress
and the hermit in her cell
Sha la la la la
I'm the perfect imitation
of the man I'm meant to be
So I dance upon these stages
Believing I am free.
In the shadows of the evening
Where the saints are dressed in chains
You dance upon your stages
For the little that remains
Sha la la la la (shoop shoop)
Dr. Black & Lady Midnight
May want to know the score
Down at the end of Boogie Street
It don't matter any more
The structure of your innocence
It ain't too hard to see
as I kneel before you baby
and your fearless symmetry
Cause if I ever met you
I didn't catch your name
but I kneel before you baby
and I love you just the same
Sha la la la la
You drop a diamond needle
In the blackness of my heart
You sleep the sleep of reason
and you dress yourself in sparks
You never left the ceremony
You never found your bliss
You sleep the sleep of reason
And forget what you have missed
Sha la la la la (shoop shoop)
Dr Black & Lady Midnight
Can never know the score
Down at the end of Bookie Street
They don't live there anymore
Dr Black & Lady Midnight
They've got a place to dwell
Down at the end of Boogie Street
At the Mystery Motel
This pastiche of Leonard Cohen was inspired by a dream recounted in passing
by Yosev Omed.
All he could remember was a new LP by L. Cohen titled Sleep the Sleep; "Meet Dr. Black" was the opening track for side two.
