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Fatima Mansions - Valley Of The Dead Cars lyrics
a box full of groceries
 rotten clothes, she's torn her knees
 in the main street chill
 she sleeps at night in broke-down cars
 squints the dreams into her arms
 as they junk you man, have your fill
 well she had friends that went abroad and do not write
 she says the hardest ones are those who stay behind
 in the valley of the dead cars
 they would end it all if they could starve
 sent out their kids to wander the world
 now they can rest at last
 you're out scootin' by the graveyard
 and you're looking for a brave eye
 could've been your lover but you said you never gave
 you have to be home early or you'll get smacked round the head till bedtime
 now you hike the roads on your half-shod feet
 you hump the devil you hump the police
 criss-cross harlem playing out in sequined death
 and now she lurches off as haughty as a queen
 to take the waters in old [scubareen?]
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 in the valley of the dead cars
 they would end it all if they could starve
 sent out their kids to wander the world
 now they can rest at last
 so i took her back with me to my own true place
 which was a mildewed and disintegrating cottage overlooking a disused waterfall
 and we lay there in silence, fruitless silence until just before dawn
 when she rolled over onto me
 they come withal in their japanese cars
 they know where the good meal bargains are
 and they spy by the side of the road in the twilight, rain and storm
 she juts her thumb in futile haste
 contempt to her is sweet to taste
 the nuns told her do not waste sensation
 when the towns are all just smoking empty shells
 she will still be here doing what she does well
 in the valley of the dead cars
 at the mouth of a flooded mine
 i will embrace you hard
 and we'll wait for the sun to shine
 in the valley of the dead cars
 the valley of the dead cars








