Blue Oyster Cult

Clock strikes twelve and moondrops burst
Out at you from their hiding place
Like acid and oil on a madmans face
His reason tends to fly away
Like lesser birds on the four winds
Like silver scrapes in may
And now the sands become a crust
Most of you have gone away
Come susie dear, lets take a walk
Just out there upon the beach
I know youll soon be married
And youll want to know where winds come from
Well its never said at all
On the map that carrie reads
Behind the clock back there you know
At the four winds bar
Hey! hey! hey! hey!
Four winds at the four winds bar
Two doors locked and windows barred
One door to let to take you in
The other one just mirrors it
Hey! hey! hey! hey!
Hellish glare and inference
The other ones a duplicate