Blood Wedding

Carlita is waiting down on C & 9th
 In mantilla and lace
 And her lover's knife
 Cries out for revenge
 But she is silent like a stone
 And beautiful in her widow's weeds
 I wait in the darkness
 Forever now alone
 Too late for any tear shedding
 While his bride waits down on C & 9th
 For her blood wedding
 Why did you have to go out tonight
 With the full moon in scarlet
 And his silver knife
 Waiting for you
 And the remains of your life
 Ticking away like some pitiful clock
 And I who could not even be called your wife
 Safe and warm in your bedding
 And you the bridegroom off on your way
 To your blood wedding
 And the Ukranian ladies
 Light candles in the street
 Where his body lay bleeding
 And the projects are silent
 Bracing for the heat
 That must come from his blood wedding
 Carlita why do you hate me so much
 I long for your body
 I die for your touch
 On my burning skin
 And the smell of your perfume
 Will always remain on my bed
 But I died every time
 You entered his room
 I could not let him go on living
 And now you wait down on C & 9th
 Dying to celebrate my blood wedding
 I wait in the shadows of C & 9th
 With my fingers caressing
 His sacred knife
 You loved my body
 But he loved my soul
 You thought you knew me
 But what do men know
 Except my lover whose shape is etched in chalk on the street
 Soon to be washed away by the rain
 While you wait in the darkness dreading
 The shock of my knife
 At your blood wedding
 I Won't Take You Home Again, Kathleen
 I spent my whole life waiting for you
 But just like the D train
 You show up at the most unusual times
 I can't take any more
 You're driving me out of my mind.
 You come on like some beam of light
 Straight from paradise
 Or out of the arms of my best friend, Kevin,
 Better to rule in hell than serve you in heaven
 Now the sun is blinding your eyes
 I can't take any more of your disguises
 I won't take you home again, Kathleen
 Now the dawnlight gleams in your hair
 I can't see anywhere left for us to go
 I won't take you home again, Kathleen
 And all those days out at Rockaway
 You left me waiting like a spare at a wedding
 Ah, it's too upsetting to think about
 What you were up to with Kevin
 But let me touch your face one last time
 Then I'm out of here or out of my mind
 Kathleen, it's been a dream
 But look out, your nightmare is coming
 Oh, Kathleen, this scene
 And the drinking's getting to me
 But I'm out of here and running
 'Cause I can see your nightmare coming
 It's too late, it's too late
 Go on, Kathleen, go back to Breezy where you belong
 It's too late, girl, it's too late
 'Cause now the sun is blinding your eyes
 And I can't take any more of your disguises...