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This Vicious Cabaret [Verse]
EThey say that there's a broken light for every heart on Broadway EThey say that life's a game, then they take the board away EThey give you masks and costumes and an outline of the story EThen leave you all to improvise their vicious cabaret...
BIn Dno-Elonger-pretty cities Dthere are Efingers in the kitties TDhere are Ewarrants, forms, and cFhitties Eand Da Ejackboot on theD stair
EThere’s BSex and death and hDuman gBrime, in monochrome for one thin dDime At lBeast the trains all run on time but they dEon't go anywhere
Facing their responsibilities, either on their backs or F#on Btheir Dknees BThere are ladies who just simply freeze and dare not F#turn Ba- Dway
AAnd the Bwidows who reCfuse Dto Ccry Awill be Bdressed in garter Cand Dbow-tCie AAnd be Btaught to kick their Clegs Dup Chigh Ain this Bvicious caAbaBret
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BAt lA#ast! The 1998 BShow! BThe A#ballet on the burning Bstage BThe A#documentary Bseen BUp oA#n the fractured Bscreen BThe A#dreadful poem scrawled upon the crumpled Apage...
BThere's Da Epoliceman with an Ghonest Esoul DWho’s Eseen whose head is Gon the pEole DAnd he Egrunts and fills Dhis EbriDar Ebowl with a feeling of DunEease
[Verse]
AThen he Bbriskly frisks the Dtorn reBmains AFor a Bfingerprint or crDimson sBtains AAnd enBdevours to ignCore Dthe cChains Athat he walks in to Bhis Aknees
CWhile Dhis Emaster in the dark nearby inspects the hands, with F#bruBtal Eeye BThat have Enever brushed a lover's thigh but have squeezed a F#natBion's tDhroat
AAnd he Bhungers in his sCecDret dCreams AFor the Bharsh embrace of Ccruel DmacChines ABut his Blover is not Cwhat Dshe Cseems AAnd she Bwill not leave Aa Bnote
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BAt A#last! The 1998 BShow! BThe A#Situation TragedBy BGrand A#Opera slick with Bsoap BCliffA#hangers with no Bhope BThe A#water-colour in the flooded gallerAy...
BThere's Da Egirl who'll push but Gwill not Eshove DAnd she's Edesperate for her Gfather's lEove DShe beElieves the hand DbeGneath the Eglove Dmay be Eone she needs Dto Ehold
[Verse]
AThough she Bdoubts her host's morCalDitCies AShe decBides she is Cmore Dat Cease AIn the BLand Of Doing-CAs-DYou-CPlease AThan Boutside in Athe Bcold
BBut the Ebackdrops peel and the sets give way And the cast get eaten F#by Bthe Dplay BThere's a Emurderer at the Matinee, There are dead men F#in Bthe Daisles
AAnd the Bpatrons and the actDors tBoo AAre unBcertain if the Cshow iDs Cthrough AAnd with Bside-long looks awCait tDheir cCue, Abut the Bfrozen mask Ajust Bsmiles
[Chorus]
BAt lA#ast! The 1998 BShow! BThe A#torch-song no one ever sBings! BThe A#curfew chorus Bline! BThe A#comedy divBine! BThe A#bulging eyes of puppets strangled by their sAtrings!
EThere's thrills and chills and girls galore, sing-songs and surprises! EThere's something hear for everyone, reserve your seat today! EThere's mischief and malarkies but no queers or yids or darkies EWithin this bastard's carnival, this vicious cabaret!