Before the Kiss, A Redcap - Blue Öyster Cult

So grab your rose and ringside seat

We're back home at Conry's Bar

The blond girl with her tattoo

Reds and wine, cokes of course

Oh my Susie, my Susie

Why did we ever start

It's morning now, you'd never know

The gin, the gin

Glows in the dark

Glows in the dark

And underneath the black light

Underneath it all

Four and forty redheads meet

Come to doom, doom the dawn

With threats of gas and rose motif

Their lips apart like swollen rose

Their tongues extend and then retract

A redcap, a redcap

Before the kiss

Before the kiss

Doors like flint and window panes

And endless shadow bar

The owner's boys have gone to work

We'll stop big deals behind that bar

While outside on the turnpike

They got this new hit tune

Thrills become as cheap as gas

And gas as cheap as thrills

One threat and mundane here at last

Expect to cross once more

Lecherous, invisible

Beware the limping cat

Whose black teeth grip between loose jaws

Still ripe and fully bloomed

A rose and not from anywhere

That you would know or I would care

And the owners act most cheerfully

Back home at Conry's Bar

When their patron's thoughts at last

Grow too big for their skulls

Awful things are happening

We've let this drama fold

And now the time has come at last

To crush the motif of the rose

So grab your rose and ringside seat

We're back home at Conry's Bar

The blond girl with her tattoo

Reds and wine, cokes of course

Oh my Susie, my Susie

Why did we ever start

It's morning now, you'd never know

The gin, the gin

Glows in the dark

Glows in the dark