You thrive on dancing in our laps
Before the more familiar chaps
And all the curtain leads to fever
We watched the womanizer cryAnd in the last sip you and I
Declared we might require a breather
I am the truth true through and I
Convey excitement fluentlyAs solid as I can busk shock
With well presented merry men
And I know all too well
I shouldn't break the key off in the lockAnd the tumble splits the fray
Revealing silk and fit
In the fright lined dining room
Throw a gaze towards them while they feastThe days drag their heels
When you're not there to crack the whip
And the weeks wait to burst like a sache of bratsThe old pantomime villain follows my coat
And he hides where it hangs
And he spies through the slotsAnd meanwhile in the desert's only costume shop
The cowels hide and wait to rot away
The identities of the willingDrowned bags of sugar in the night
Rocketing shutter doors despite
The shop not opening for hoursYou can itch, flap and whistle
And try to avoid the top
As I scribbled over dribble
You were snoring, showing offThe tumble splits the frays
Revealing silk and fit
In the fright lined dining room
Throw a gaze towards them while they feast