Grand Guignol Picture Show

A black spell cast on the bed sheets A hex you project into me It's kitchen sink folklore It's British New Wave gore But this sound ain't no séance, it's a dirge When I press my fingers to your strings it hurts Your blue heart shines in the moon I throw my rope around you A shadow play of our nightmare Two puppets dancing in despair But this sound ain't no séance, it's a dirge When I press my fingers to your strings it hurts Grand Guignol picture show The light accents all the lows Yet still we dance along to the magic lantern song