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From: Olof Bj|rner <olof@hsn.sll.se>
Subject: The Groom's Still Waiting At The Altar - early version
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Date: Thu, 10 Feb 1994 11:24:22 GMT
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The Groom's Still Waiting At The Altar
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Prayin' in the ghetto, face in the cement,
Heard the last moan of a boxer, seen the massacre of the innocent,
Felt around for the light switch, became so nauseated.
Just me and an overworked dancer, between walls that are really deteriorated.
Oh, set my affections on things above,
Let nothing stand in the way of that love,
Not even the Rock of Gibraltar!
Well, if you see her on Phantom Street,
Tell her I still think she's neat,
And that the groom's still waiting at the altar.
Highwaymen and hitmen, pushin', hellraisin', and robbery,
Mistakin' your shyness for aloofness, your silence for snobbery.
I never did get the message, I don't even know when one was sent to me,
About the madness of becoming what one was never meant to be.
Oh, set my affections on things above,
Let nothing stand in the way of that love,
Not even the Rock of Gibraltar!
Well, if you see her on Phantom Street,
Tell her I still think she's neat,
And that the groom's still waiting at the altar.
Well, what can I say about Claudette, that wouldn't come back home to haunt me.
Finally had to give her up, about the time she began to want me.
God has mercy on them who are slandered and humiliated.
I'd have done anything for that woman, if she'd only made me feel obligated.
Oh, set my affections on things above,
Let nothing stand in the way of that love,
Not even the Rock of Gibraltar!
Well, if you see her on Phantom Street,
Tell her I still think she's neat,
And that the groom's still waiting at the altar.
Locked into a time-zone, with a high-degree temperature,
Fools counting their money, wise men standing around like furniture.
There's a wall between you and what you want, you gotta leap it.
Tonight you got the power to take it, tomorrow you won't have the power to keep it.
Oh, set my affections on things above,
Let nothing stand in the way of that love,
Not even the Rock of Gibraltar!
Well, if you see her on Phantom Street,
Tell her I still think she's neat,
And that the groom's still waiting at the altar.
Looked for the answer, found a solution,
Too rich for my blood and I needed a transfusion.
Don't know what I say about Claudette, she could be in the mountains or the prairies,
She could be respectably married, or running a whorehouse in Buenos Aires.
Oh, set my affections on things above,
Let nothing stand in the way of that love,
Not even the Rock of Gibraltar!
Well, if you see her on Phantom Street,
Tell her I still think she's neat,
And that the groom's still waiting at the altar.
(as performed at The Warfield in San Francisco on Nov 16, 1980)