Turkish Song Of The Damned - The Janice Long Show, November 1986, Live

I come old friend from hell tonight
 Across the rotting sea
 Nor the blood of Christ, nor the nails of the cross
 Can bring you help this eve
 The dead have come to claim a debt from thee
 They stand outside your door, four score and three
 Did you keep a watch for the dead man's wind?
 Did you see the woman with the comb in her hand?
 Wailing away on the wall on the strand
 As you danced to the Turkish song of the damned
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 When you left to start the day
 I was standing on the deck
 The captain's corpse jumped up
 And threw his arms around my neck
 For all these years, I've had him on my back
 This debt cannot be paid with all your jack
 Did you keep a watch for the dead man's wind?
 Did you see the woman with the comb in her hand?
 Wailing away on the wall on the strand
 As you danced to the Turkish song of the damned
 Did you keep a watch for the dead man's wind?
 Did you see the woman with the comb in her hand?
 Wailing away on the wall on the strand
 As you danced to the Turkish song of the damned
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 And as I sit and talk to you
 I see your face go white
 This shadow hanging over me
 Is no trick of the light
 The spectra on my back will soon be free
 The dead have come to claim a debt from thee
 Did you keep a watch for the dead man's wind?
 Did you see the woman with the comb in her hand?
 Wailing away on the wall on the strand
 As you danced to the Turkish song of the damned
 Did you keep a watch for the dead man's wind?
 Did you see the woman with the comb in her hand?
 Wailing away on the wall on the strand
 As you danced to the Turkish song of the damned
 Did you keep a watch for the dead man's wind?
 Did you see the woman with the comb in her hand?
 Wailing away on the wall on the strand
 As you danced to the Turkish song of the damned