Welcome To El Callejon Sin Salida
Bunbury
Welcome To The Dead End Alley
A caged lion,
A trapeze artist without a safety net,
An insect in amber,
A clown at a funeral.
An escapologist on the radio
With postcard ruffles,
A rower in galleys
To the beat of the drumroll: bam, bam.
Welcome to the dead end alley,
welcome, no one gets out alive.
A non-stop station,
A pregnant woman is going to crucify me,
Maria Callas lip-syncing,
How about Fidel in Miami Beach?
Welcome to the dead end alley,
welcome, no one gets out alive.
Welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome ...
A caged lion
With postcard ruffles.
Maria Callas lip-syncing,
How about Fidel in El Corte Ingles?
Welcome to the dead end alley,
welcome, no one gets out alive.
Welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome ...
A wet match
And rolling paper if there's no hash.
A pack mule
Riding uphill
In this dead end alley.
There's no way out.
