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From the courtyard, I floated i n
and w atched it go down.
He ard the cup drop;
thought, "Well,
that's why they keep them around."
The blackguard sat hard, dow n,
with no head on him now,
and I felt so bad,
cause I didn't know how
to feel bad enough
( , , Daug7)
to make him proud.
By the time you read this,
I will be so far away.
Da ddy longlegs, how in the world
am I to be expected to stay?
In the night
in the night, you may hear me call
Pa, stay your hand
and steel your resolve.
Stay where you are,
so long and tall.
Here's Lola--ta da!--to do
her famous Spider Dance for you!
Lighten up your pockets!
Shake her skirts and scatter, there,
a shrieking, six-legged millionaire
with a blight in his sockets.
Miss Montez,
the Countess of La nsfeld,
appealed to the King of Bavaria,
saying, " Pretty papa,
if you a re my friend
mister daddy longlegs, they are at it again!
Can I s ee ya?"
Poor Lola! A t arantula mounting
Countess Lansfeld's
handsome brass iere,
while they all c heer.
And the old king fell from grace,
while Lola fl ed,
To save face and her career
You caught a fly, floating by,
Wait for him to drown in the dust;
drown in the dust of other flies,
whereby the machine is run,
and the deed is done.
Heaven has no w ord
for the way you and your friends
have treated poor Louis.
(, )
May god save your poor soul, Lo-la!
(But there is nothing I adore ,
apart from that whore's black heart.)
Well, doesn't that just beat all!
Miss Gilbert,
called to Castle maine
by the silver dollar and the gold g litter!
Well, I've seen lots,
but never, in a million years,
would think to see you, here.
Though the l ong road
begins and ends with you,
I cannot seem to make am ends
with you, L ouis.
When we go out,
they're bound to see you with me.
At night, I walk in the p ark,
with a whip,
between the l ines
of the whispering Jesuits,
who are poisoning you against me.
There's a big black spider
hanging o ver my door.
Can't go anywhere, any more.
Tell me, a re you with me?
I called to you, several times,
while the change took place
and then arrived, all n ight,
and I died.
But all these songs,
when you and I are long g one,
will carry on.
Mud in your eye.
You asked my hand,
hired a b and.
"In your heart is all th at you need;
ask and you will receive," it is said.
I threw my bou quet,
and I knocked 'em dead.
Bottle of white, bottle of red.
Helpless as a c hild,
when you held me in your arms,
and I kn ew that no other
could ever love me as you loved.
Love me as you loved,
But help me! I'm leaving!
I remember ev erything,
down to the sound of you shaving--
the scrape of your razor,
the dully- abrading black hair
that r emained
when you clutched at me,
that night I came u pstairs, half-dead,
and, in your kindness,
you put me straightaway
in the cupboard,
with a bottle of champagne,
and then, later, on a train.
It was dark out, I was h alf-dead.
I saw a star fall into the sky,
like a chunk of thrown coal,
as if god himself spat
like a cornered rat.
I really want you to do this for me,
will you have one on me ?
It was dark; I was drunk and half-dead,
and we slept, knocking heads,
sitting up in the star-smoking air,
knocking heads like bu oys.
Don't you worry for me!
Will you have one on m e!
Meanwhile, I will raise my own glass
to how you made me fast
and e xpendable,
and I will drink to your excellent h ealth,
and your c ruelty.
Will you have one on me?
--helpless as a child,
when you held me in your arms,
and I k new that no other
could ever love me--
Oooh oooh ooh part : ( , , , )
From the courtyard, I floated in
and w atched it go down.
He ard the cup drop;
thought, "Well,
that's why they keep them around."
The blackguard sat hard, do wn,
with no head on him now,
and I felt so bad,
cause I didn't know how
to feel bad enough
to make him p roud.
Well daddy longlegs, are y ou?
Daddy longlegs, are you?
Daddy longlegs, are you proud?