July 20th, 2009 - by eugene
ALL YOU GAUDY HARLOTS
ALL YOU PIRATES AND YOUR PARROTS
GET YOUR YA YAS OUT FOR THE NIGHT WATCHMAN IN HIS GARRET
ALL YOU PIMPS AND BANSHEES
BEAMING EAR TO EAR
EVER VIVACIOUS EVER JAUNTY
WE PRANCE UPON THE PIER
TO SIREN SONG THOSE BIZARRE VIXENS
SUMMON SUPERNATURAL FORCES
OUR BOYISH ENDEAVORS TO WOO THOSE WITCHES
WERE REASSESSED..OF COURSE
AND LEGGING IT TO ‘THE UNICORN’
IT’S OPEN TILL 5AM
5AM
WE’LL DRINK UNTIL WE’RE SORE
UNTIL WE’RE SILHOUETTES
UNTIL WE’RE SILHOUETTES
YEAH
MY DEVOTION TO THIS NETHERWORLD
DEEPER THAN DAVY JONES’S LOCKER
WHERE I DANCE WITH DESPERADOES
AND JOYRIDE WITH SAVAGE SHOTTERS
THIS PORTLY PLASTIC EMPIRE
OF THE MIDDLE CLASS MASSES
OUR DEMIGOD DELUSIONS
FROM OUR BACKSTAGE PASSES
I’LL SURF ALONG THE STREET
I’LL WALTZ UPON THE WAVES
I’LL DART AROUND THE GROGSHOP
FOR FOREVER AND A DAY
UNTIL THE SKY CRACKS
THE THUNDER CLAPS
THE HAIL RINGS OUT A ROUND OF APPLAUSE
THE WIND WHOOPS AND WHISTLES
AND I BOW AND DO ONE MORE
ONE MORE TUNE
ONE MORE TUNE
ONE MORE TUNE
SHE TENDS TO WALK ALONG THE SHADOWED SIDE OF THE ROAD
SHE TENDS TO WALK ALONG WITH THE DETONATOR TO THE BOMB
ON THE SHADOWED SIDE OF THE ROAD
WHILE MY SIDE EXPLODES
