countermoon

on a night like this you look up at your lover

it's like you're in some old cartoon

then you detect the scent of faded roses

up in the sky there's that cruel countermoon

could that be murder you see in her eyes

you try a long and desperate kiss

you can't escape it

that beam is sure to find you

on a night like this

the story is told

how the women get restless

and the men grow cold

gotham shudders

there's a chill in the air

there's a countermoon

lovers all beware

hand in hand you walk along the river

you stop to clutch and caress

a countermoonbeam comes sweeping off the water

she goes

you're not my jackie