Feeling easy on the outside
But not so funny on the inside
Feel the sound, pray for rain
For this is the night we ride
This ain't the garden of Eden
There ain't no angels above
And things ain't like what they used to be
And this ain't the summer of love
Lock all your doors from the outside
The key will dangle by the inside
You may begin to understand
That this is the night we ride
This ain't the garden of Eden
There ain't no angels above
And things ain't like what they used to be
And this ain't the summer of love
On the night we ride, this ain't the summer of love.
This ain't the garden of eden
There ain't no angels above
And things ain't like what they used to be
And this ain't the summer of love
This ain't the summer, this ain't, this ain't
This ain't the summer of love
Blue Oyster Cult - Agents of Fortune Album Lyrics
Blue Oyster Cult - Agents of Fortune Lyrics
Writer: DON WALLER, A. BOUCHARD, MURRAY KRUGMAN
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
True Confessions
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 warm blind side
True, true confession, she cried
True, true confession, she cried
Stand in the doorway in a jealous rage
Drag myself cross her wild terrain
Stand in the doorway in a jealous rage
Drag myself cross her wild terrain
True, true confessions, we tried
True, true confessions, we tried
Naked, exposed like fine rock-n-roll
Perfect as strangers, imperfect as love
Naked, exposed like fine rock-n-roll
Perfect as strangers, imperfect as love
We're never sorry, we're never sad
We're modern lovers, what fun we had
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 warm blind side
True, true confession, she cried
True, true confession, she cried
Stand in the doorway in a jealous rage
Drag myself cross her wild terrain
Stand in the doorway in a jealous rage
Drag myself cross her wild terrain
True, true confessions, we tried
True, true confessions, we tried
Naked, exposed like fine rock-n-roll
Perfect as strangers, imperfect as love
Naked, exposed like fine rock-n-roll
Perfect as strangers, imperfect as love
We're never sorry, we're never sad
We're modern lovers, what fun we had
Writer: LANIER
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
(Don't Fear) The Reaper
All our times have come
Here but now they're gone
Seasons don't fear the reaper
Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain
We can be like they are
Come on, baby (don't fear the reaper)
Baby, take my hand (don't fear the reaper)
We'll be able to fly (don't fear the reaper)
Baby, I'm your man
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
Valentine is done
Here but now they're gone
Romeo and Juliet
Are together in eternity (Romeo and Juliet)
40,000 men and women everyday (like Romeo and Juliet)
40,000 men and women everyday (redefine happiness)
Another 40,000 coming everyday (we can be like they are)
Come on, baby (don't fear the reaper)
Baby, take my hand (don't fear the reaper)
We'll be able to fly (don't fear the reaper)
Baby, I'm your man
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
Love of two is one
Here but now they're gone
Came the last night of sadness
And it was clear she couldn't go on
Then the door was open and the wind appeared
The candles blew and then disappeared
The curtains flew and then he appeared
Saying don't be afraid
Come on, baby (and she had no fear)
And she ran to him (then they started to fly)
They looked backward and said goodbye (she had become like they are)
She had taken his hand (she had become like they are)
Come on, baby (don't fear the reaper)
Here but now they're gone
Seasons don't fear the reaper
Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain
We can be like they are
Come on, baby (don't fear the reaper)
Baby, take my hand (don't fear the reaper)
We'll be able to fly (don't fear the reaper)
Baby, I'm your man
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
Valentine is done
Here but now they're gone
Romeo and Juliet
Are together in eternity (Romeo and Juliet)
40,000 men and women everyday (like Romeo and Juliet)
40,000 men and women everyday (redefine happiness)
Another 40,000 coming everyday (we can be like they are)
Come on, baby (don't fear the reaper)
Baby, take my hand (don't fear the reaper)
We'll be able to fly (don't fear the reaper)
Baby, I'm your man
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
Love of two is one
Here but now they're gone
Came the last night of sadness
And it was clear she couldn't go on
Then the door was open and the wind appeared
The candles blew and then disappeared
The curtains flew and then he appeared
Saying don't be afraid
Come on, baby (and she had no fear)
And she ran to him (then they started to fly)
They looked backward and said goodbye (she had become like they are)
She had taken his hand (she had become like they are)
Come on, baby (don't fear the reaper)
Writer: Donald Roeser
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
E.T.I. (Extra Terrestrial Intelligence)
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, Balthazar
He's found the saucer news
I'm in fairy rings and tower beds
"Don't report this," three men said
Books by the blameless and by the dead
King in yellow, queen in red
All praise
He's found the awful truth, Balthazar
He's found the saucer news
Dead leaves always give up motion
I no longer feel the motion
Where prophecy fails, the falling motion
"Don't report this, agents of fortune"
All praise
He's found the awful truth, Balthazar
He's found the saucer news
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, Balthazar
He's found the saucer news
I'm in fairy rings and tower beds
"Don't report this," three men said
Books by the blameless and by the dead
King in yellow, queen in red
All praise
He's found the awful truth, Balthazar
He's found the saucer news
Dead leaves always give up motion
I no longer feel the motion
Where prophecy fails, the falling motion
"Don't report this, agents of fortune"
All praise
He's found the awful truth, Balthazar
He's found the saucer news
Writer: DONALD ROESER, SAMUEL PEARLMAN
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
The Revenge Of Vera Gemini
You're boned like a saint
With the consciousness of a snake
You're the kind of girl
I'd like to find
Face like an angel
But you're boned like the devil
Your eyes have shifted from me
Everyone saw what you did
You have slipped from beneath me
Like a false and nervous squid
Oh no more horses horses
We're gonna swim like a fish
Into the hole, in which you planned to ditch me
My lovely Vera Marie
You planned to leave me cold
But you'll never get your wish
On the 24th of May
I'll gather up your reins
You filled me with a vengeance
And you touched me with your breath
I'm gonna pull you from this dance
You're gonna ride so easily
Oh no more horses horses
We're gonna swim like a fish
Into the hole, in which you planned to ditch me
My lovely Vera Marie
I was your victim
I was well deceived
Hell's built on regret
But I love your naked neck
And evil lies that you told me
Could make me believe your two-faced
Because two faces have you
And they're both gonna go
Oh no more horses horses
We're gonna swim like a fish
Into the hole, in which you planned to ditch me
My lovely Vera Gemini
With the consciousness of a snake
You're the kind of girl
I'd like to find
Face like an angel
But you're boned like the devil
Your eyes have shifted from me
Everyone saw what you did
You have slipped from beneath me
Like a false and nervous squid
Oh no more horses horses
We're gonna swim like a fish
Into the hole, in which you planned to ditch me
My lovely Vera Marie
You planned to leave me cold
But you'll never get your wish
On the 24th of May
I'll gather up your reins
You filled me with a vengeance
And you touched me with your breath
I'm gonna pull you from this dance
You're gonna ride so easily
Oh no more horses horses
We're gonna swim like a fish
Into the hole, in which you planned to ditch me
My lovely Vera Marie
I was your victim
I was well deceived
Hell's built on regret
But I love your naked neck
And evil lies that you told me
Could make me believe your two-faced
Because two faces have you
And they're both gonna go
Oh no more horses horses
We're gonna swim like a fish
Into the hole, in which you planned to ditch me
My lovely Vera Gemini
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Sinful Love
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, printer's-devil, evil
I love you like sin, but I won't be your pigeon
The power that I give you, I'm so sick of your voice
In my body, You don't give me no choice
But to boot you, honey, to give you the shove
So take back your despot, I'll keep you love
Dare-devil, she-devil, printer's-devil, evil
I love you like sin, but I won't be your pigeon
I'm searching by symbols, looking for a pistol
To laser you out, it looks like a keyhole
I'll just stick my key back, seamless and whole
No more idols, got my own self control
Dare-devil, she-devil, printer's-devil, evil
I love you like sin, but I won't be your pigeon
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, printer's-devil, evil
I love you like sin, but I won't be your pigeon
The power that I give you, I'm so sick of your voice
In my body, You don't give me no choice
But to boot you, honey, to give you the shove
So take back your despot, I'll keep you love
Dare-devil, she-devil, printer's-devil, evil
I love you like sin, but I won't be your pigeon
I'm searching by symbols, looking for a pistol
To laser you out, it looks like a keyhole
I'll just stick my key back, seamless and whole
No more idols, got my own self control
Dare-devil, she-devil, printer's-devil, evil
I love you like sin, but I won't be your pigeon
Writer: BOUCHARD, ROBBINS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Tattoo Vampire
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-colored demons leering
Vampire photos, sucking the skin
Seeding the night at the inker's parlor
Flash permabrand pricked for a dollar
Her wrist surreal a heart and flying skull
Lettered "Life and love pass swiftly"
Grisly smiles, that don't flake off
Corny-colored demons leering
Vampire photos, sucking the skin
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-colored demons leering
Vampire photos, sucking the skin
Seeding the night at the inker's parlor
Flash permabrand pricked for a dollar
Her wrist surreal a heart and flying skull
Lettered "Life and love pass swiftly"
Grisly smiles, that don't flake off
Corny-colored demons leering
Vampire photos, sucking the skin
Writer: BOUCHARD, ROBBINS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Morning Final
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
Oh baby don't it make you feel so bad
Dark clouds are over the street
After what I read, I can hardly feel my heart...
My heart beat
Down the subway stairs
After him they leapt
An echo snap and scream of fire
The hot pursuit was done
For the last time he felt the light
And gave up his last fight
Oh baby don't it make you feel so bad
Dark clouds are over the street
After what I read, I can hardly feel my heart...
My heart beat
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
Oh baby don't it make you feel so bad
Dark clouds are over the street
After what I read, I can hardly feel my heart...
My heart beat
Down the subway stairs
After him they leapt
An echo snap and scream of fire
The hot pursuit was done
For the last time he felt the light
And gave up his last fight
Oh baby don't it make you feel so bad
Dark clouds are over the street
After what I read, I can hardly feel my heart...
My heart beat
Writer: BOUCHARD
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Tenderloin
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, evening roses
Bless this garden that never closes
Treat her gently, treat her kind
Tenderloin will last all night
I'm feeling hungry, have another line
So faith is taken up
You raise your eyes say, "That's just like life,
There's never quite enough. There's just never quite enough."
Night time flowers, evening roses
Bless this garden that never closes
Treat her gently, treat her kind
Tenderloin will last all night
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."
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, evening roses
Bless this garden that never closes
Treat her gently, treat her kind
Tenderloin will last all night
I'm feeling hungry, have another line
So faith is taken up
You raise your eyes say, "That's just like life,
There's never quite enough. There's just never quite enough."
Night time flowers, evening roses
Bless this garden that never closes
Treat her gently, treat her kind
Tenderloin will last all night
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."
Writer: LANIER
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Debbie Denise
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 down
She'd pin it up, and softly smile
But I was out rolling with my band
And I was out rolling with my band
I never realized, she was so undone
I didn't suspect she had no life of her own
She was so true but she was a she
She was just there I would just come
Stumbling in she'd show me she'd care
I didn't care cause she was just there
But I was out rolling with my band
And I was out rolling with my band
I wouldn't come home for weeks at a time
She wouldn't accept that she was free
Oh Debbie Denise was true to me
She'd wait by the window so bitterly
Wanting me to come close, I guess I noticed
I couldn't see, so what could I say
That more affection could I show her
I had only one thing on my mind
When I come to her, she'd pin back my hair
And out past the fields out the window I'd stare
Where I was out rolling with my band
I was out rolling with my band
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 down
She'd pin it up, and softly smile
But I was out rolling with my band
And I was out rolling with my band
I never realized, she was so undone
I didn't suspect she had no life of her own
She was so true but she was a she
She was just there I would just come
Stumbling in she'd show me she'd care
I didn't care cause she was just there
But I was out rolling with my band
And I was out rolling with my band
I wouldn't come home for weeks at a time
She wouldn't accept that she was free
Oh Debbie Denise was true to me
She'd wait by the window so bitterly
Wanting me to come close, I guess I noticed
I couldn't see, so what could I say
That more affection could I show her
I had only one thing on my mind
When I come to her, she'd pin back my hair
And out past the fields out the window I'd stare
Where I was out rolling with my band
I was out rolling with my band
Writer: BOUCHARD, SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Agents of Fortune is the fourth studio album by American rock band Blue Öyster Cult, released on May 21, 1976 by Columbia Records.
The Platinum-selling album peaked at No. 29 on the U.S. Billboard chart, while the cryptic single "(Don't Fear) The Reaper" peaked at No. 12 on the Billboard Hot 100 singles chart, making it BÖC's biggest hit. The band became a bigger concert attraction after the release of the album, in part due to extensive airplay of "(Don't Fear) The Reaper," to this day a staple of rock-station playlists.
Additionally, this is the only album in the group's discography to have at least one lead vocal performance by each original band member. It was also their only album to not include any songs written by Eric Bloom. However, the 2020 live release 40th Anniversary: Agents of Fortune Live 2016 adds Bloom's name to the authorship credits for "E.T.I. (Extra Terrestrial Intelligence)."
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Blue Oyster CultThe Platinum-selling album peaked at No. 29 on the U.S. Billboard chart, while the cryptic single "(Don't Fear) The Reaper" peaked at No. 12 on the Billboard Hot 100 singles chart, making it BÖC's biggest hit. The band became a bigger concert attraction after the release of the album, in part due to extensive airplay of "(Don't Fear) The Reaper," to this day a staple of rock-station playlists.
Additionally, this is the only album in the group's discography to have at least one lead vocal performance by each original band member. It was also their only album to not include any songs written by Eric Bloom. However, the 2020 live release 40th Anniversary: Agents of Fortune Live 2016 adds Bloom's name to the authorship credits for "E.T.I. (Extra Terrestrial Intelligence)."
Producer(s): Murray Krugman, Sandy Pearlman, David Lucas
Released: May 21st, 1976
Year: 1976