Shrieks of Sheiks as they run across the movie screen. A thousand sand-dune soldiers led by an Arabian Queen. And the harem girls move like fancy (Clancy's) dancers. In my dirty dreams. And I wake up on the floor clutching the bed-lamp. And Mama comes in she screams. "Hey you been out with that tramp again last night. You know that silver-sequined Arab black bitch. The one that Mama don't like ?". But Mama she sings me moontime melodies. With this great Top 40 hook. She shrugs her shoulders she don't care. Papa just stares and says "Mary look the girl's alright. The girl's alright". And there's a tenseness in the air He turns and says. Don't you know can't you feel it "Tell me son what's the word ?". Because there's something hanging there 'Cos you know he can't hear it. Pull back the mist and reveal it But don't go near it. And even if you fear what you near It's criticized as too absurd. Don't conceal it Even the animals fear it. 'Cos if what Mama feels is too real Papa says "Fetch me my flashlight. son". She just claims she don't feel it And she stumbles out the front door. So come out from behind your bunkers. 'Cos the lift-off's been a bust. Oh Papa's Gone and Mama's dead. And buried in my rocket dust. You're alone now for the first time. Don't worry 'cos that's all right. All fear will completely disappear. Come the Arabian Night. Well the soundman smiles and turns the dials. To set the meter readin' rising. He pulls the singer's voice from out of his pocket. To see if the audience likes it. Oh and in the very first row sits sweet Jenny Rue. With a bell on her shoe and she wants him to make it. He flicks a switch but Jenny moves too fast. And the audience sways to the sound of her shotgun blast. The manager comes running out from behind stage and says. Check the band's arms for bullet holes. Make that man roll up his sleeves". The drummer shoots himself with cyanide. And then asks to be relieved. And me I say "Well it's too crazy in here. Which is the stage door out I gotta get up tomorrow morning for work". And the promoter says "Man once you're in they all lead out. What's the matter man ain't you heard ?. There's a war going on on the outside. And I'm paying you to sing like a bird. So get in and get tough or get up and get out. Because things aren't too tight". I said "Don't worry man everything's gonna loosen up. Come the Arabian Night". Come the Arabian Night. So I get back in my bed. But outside my window I hear another gang fight. It's Duke and the boys against the Devil's best man. And both sides have drawn their knives. And Duke he's a well-known knife-fighter. And with one quick jab he brings the Devil down. He smiles 'cos he knows there's a high bounty on Devils. In any God-fearin' town. Well they say Duke sold the Devil to some priest in Pennsylvania. To exhibit on his altar Christmas Night. But the Devil's eyes they still burn red with fire. As long as Duke walks upright. And he swears there's a going to be a showdown. Come sundown on the Arabian night.