workshop of the telescopes
blue oyster cult
sees through the charms of doctors and their wives
and the power that was undine
by those who see with their eyes close
they know me by my black telescope
your green tree mantle from which these things derive
a lens of quartz and refract spoke that crystal lens
whose crystal rope once bound me to those
and i saw things through two eyes
i am a sailor on the raging depths
and i know a thing or two
back to the corner mates and over the side
yes i know a thing or two
sees through the charms of doctors and their wives
and the power that was undine
by those who see with their eyes closed
you'll know me by my black telescope
before my great conversion when the ridge was closed
before my visit to the workshop of telescopes
sees through the charms of doctors and their wives
and the power that was undine
by those who see with their eyes closed
you'll know me by my black telescope