Curtain Call -- for Lucretia Borgia
Posted: July 7th, 2010, 4:13 pm
Curtain Call
If I were Liberace you could lounge around on my piano
In your slinky gown while I play Stardust in seven styles
And for the grand finale you can impale yourself on my
Candelabra like the flame pointed trident of a sequined satan.
Our act could include greasepaint and raging homosexual
Costumes and juggling midgets and silicone dancing girls
You the chanteuse, me the diamond eyed svengali of keys
We’ll have cadillacs and harleys on stage with the reflecting pool.
After resurrection you can go straight to the flying trapeze
I’ll tame lions with one hand and hold down the bass with the other. You swing by your knees and break glasses with your aria while the spotlight follows you and you make the audience gasp.
For curtain call we can climb everest and thank the academy for our awards just as the fireworks go off and when the crowd gets quiet as pentacost we can take our bows and kiss each other sweetly on the cheeks and of course you get the flowers.
If I were Liberace you could lounge around on my piano
In your slinky gown while I play Stardust in seven styles
And for the grand finale you can impale yourself on my
Candelabra like the flame pointed trident of a sequined satan.
Our act could include greasepaint and raging homosexual
Costumes and juggling midgets and silicone dancing girls
You the chanteuse, me the diamond eyed svengali of keys
We’ll have cadillacs and harleys on stage with the reflecting pool.
After resurrection you can go straight to the flying trapeze
I’ll tame lions with one hand and hold down the bass with the other. You swing by your knees and break glasses with your aria while the spotlight follows you and you make the audience gasp.
For curtain call we can climb everest and thank the academy for our awards just as the fireworks go off and when the crowd gets quiet as pentacost we can take our bows and kiss each other sweetly on the cheeks and of course you get the flowers.
