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Songs | Albums | Album Arts
Lyricist: Blue Oyster Cult
Lyrics:
It’s the intro of the album and the self-titled track, it’s also a rework of an Agents of Fortune B-Side. The music talks, in some parts, about death—accidental or intentional—and other parts, about diseases. Death comes sweepin' through the hallway Like a lady's dress Death comes drivin' down the highway In its Sunday best
A fire of unknown origin Took my baby away A fire of unknown origin Took my baby away
Swept her up and off my wavelength Swallowed her up Like the ocean in a fire So thick and grey
A fire of unknown origin Took my baby away A fire of unknown origin Took my baby away
Wuh uh... Wuh uh...
Death comes driving, I can't do nothing! Death goes There must be something, there must be something That remains
There must be something, there must be something
A fire of unknown origin Took my baby away A fire of unknown origin Took my baby, took my baby away...
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