Doom Saloon

They close the curtain To hide from the dawn The Rock-Ola's fire Burns on and on Have no fear the dark of night She walks before us, Our Lady of Electric Light She enters the bar room And lifts her veil With a voice like running water She tells them her tale The patrons all break down at the sight Standing in the presence of Our Lady of Electric Light Tiny plastic sabers Piled high to my kneed Though the war rages on I still find no enemies They draw back the curtain Are blinded by the dawn And the shining Rock-Ola Spins on and on Now I know I can no longer fight And I run into the arms of Our Lady of Electric Light