Steve Harley Ritz текст песни, слова песни Ritz Steve Harley
Steve Harley - Ritz
Clowns in drag concealing vanity
This is hardly Paradise
WeЎЇre still in search of petty scorn
Images so dead, in mourning
Clap and cheer the man performing
This is hardly Paradise
we're still in search of petty scorn
Couch my disease in chintz-covered kisses
Glazed calico cloth, my costume this is
Come to Pablo Fanque's in Indigo
We'll show you pastel Shades of rhyme
It's okay to laugh in harmony
See the white-faced Auguste's army
Come to Pablo's-Fanque's in Indigo
We'll Show you pastel shades of rhyme
Take a letter Ophelia, write
";Sorry Desdemona."; bright
Peeking through the Nimbus covers
We see the twisted tale of Man
Catch us in the cornfield hiding
Me, Maryse and Moonbeams gliding
Peeking through the Nimbue covers
We see the twisted tale of Man
Careless, caress, curt up beside me
Visit, sleep and smile and drown me
March together, slay like Nero
Now we have something you understand
Oh! the clown, his stare is eyeless
Shall he make you laugh or cry.yes
March together, slay like Nero
Now we have sometning you understand
It is time to hide my body
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