by Blue Öyster Cult on album Workshop Of The Telescopes: The Best Of Blue Oyster Cult

by Blue Öyster Cult on album Playlist: The Very Best of Blue Oyster Cult

by Blue Öyster Cult on album Playlist: The Very Best of Blue Oyster Cult

by Blue Oyster Cult on album Agents Of Fortune

I come to you in a blue blue room By some abuse and some heart You raise the blinds say, "Let's have light on life, Let's watch it fall apart. Let's watch it fall apart." Night time flowers, ev

by Blue Oyster Cult on album Agents Of Fortune

You're over my shoulder, I think I'm possessed Your constant undertone, is making me toothless Times come to trim you out of my life Gonna cut you out, baby, out of my life Dare-devil, she-devil

by Blue Oyster Cult on album Heaven Forbid

Maraschino Cherry lipstick Drop dead gorgeous To her fingertips Ohh ohh ohh ohh Hold me tighter In your arms Let's set off the Smoke alarm And I'm still burnin' Burnin' for your love

by Blue Oyster Cult on album A Long Day's Night

My heart is black, and my lips are cold Cities on flame with rock and roll Three thousand guitars they seem to cry My ears will melt, and then my eyes Oh, let the girl, let that girl, rock and r

by Blue Oyster Cult on album Agents Of Fortune

True, true confessions, I lied True, true confessions, I lied Spent all night with candy's eyes Dragged myself cross the warm blind side Spent all night with candy's eyes Dragged myself cross the

by Blue Oyster Cult on album Agents Of Fortune

She kept the light open, all night long For me to come home, and sing her my song Oh Debbie Denise was true to me She'd wait by the window, so patiently And I'd come on home with my hair hanging d

by Blue Oyster Cult on album Agents Of Fortune

I went down last night with a tattoo madam To a nude dagger fantasy domain Wrapped in hell, I lost my breath Chest to stimulating chinese breast Grisly smiles, that don't flake off Corny-colore

by Blue Oyster Cult on album Secret Treaties

Get your motor runnin' Head out on the highway Lookin' for adventure And whatever comes our way Yeah Darlin' go make it happen Take the world in a love embrace Fire all of your guns at once And

by Blue Oyster Cult on album Spectres

Bleached by the sun And scorched by the moon If I make it 'til tomorrow noon I'm leaving 'Tween the horror of space And the terror of time My heart in crystal Down the line I'm screaming

by Blue Oyster Cult on album Secret Treaties

Ooo Cagey, what you got? What you got there, dummy? What you got there, man? Ooo Cagey, what you got? What you got there, honey? What is it, a worm? Dumb clouds are raging Stupid clouds at my door Cr

by Blue Oyster Cult on album Heaven Forbid

I'd like to see you in black It'd make me feel like your husband's dead I'd like to see you in black We could make him suffer instead I'd like to see you in black I'd like to see you in black I

by Blue Oyster Cult on album Fire Of Unknown Origin

Home in the valley Home in the city Home isn't pretty Ain't no home for me Home in the darkness Home on the highway Home isn't my way Home will never be Burn out the day Burn out the

by Blue Oyster Cult on album Secret Treaties

[Spoken by Stephen King:] A bedtime story for the children of the damned. From a dream world paralleling our Earth, in time and space, the Invisible Ones have sent an agent who will dream the dream

by Blue Oyster Cult on album Agents Of Fortune

I hear the music, daylight disc Three men in black said, "Don't report this" "Ascension," and that's all they said Sickness now, the hour's dread All praise He's found the awful truth, Balthaza

by Blue Oyster Cult on album A Long Day's Night

Home in the valley Home in the city Home isn't pretty Ain't no home for me Home in the darkness Home on the highway Home isn't my way Home will never be Burn out the day Burn out the nigh

by Blue Oyster Cult on album Agents Of Fortune

He cast a grim shadow Through the busy street Said he was a junkie And he punctuated his walk with a gun Motiveless murder The papers scream The cops all said The crowd was iced by the sight

by Blue Oyster Cult on album Cultosaurus Erectus

I have this feeling that my luck is none too good This sword here at my side don’t act the way it should Keeps calling me its master, but I feel like its slave Hauling me faster and faster to