Our Lady of Electric Light - Clutch

They close the curtain

To hide from the dawn

The Rock-Ola's fire

Burns on and on

Have no fear, the dark of night

She walks before us, Our Lady of Electric Light

She enters the barroom

And lifts her veil

With a voice like running water

She tells them her tale

The patrons all break down at the sight

Standing in the presence of Our Lady of Electric Light

Tiny plastic sabers

Piled high to my knees

Though the war rages on

I still find no enemies

They draw back the curtain

Are blinded by the dawn

And the shining Rock-Ola

Spins on and on

Now I know I can no longer fight

And I run into the arms of Our Lady of Electric Light

Now I know I can no longer fight

And I run into the arms of Our Lady of Electric Light