Ages of Cages: The Black Marquee

The Black Marquee

Did  you see the ranting charlatan with his text book and dead horse?

Maybe the vampire and the librarian can help him find his course

Let's watch the last rays of the sun retire from outside of the coffee house

As we toast our Italian sodas to the great exile of the louse 

Downtown Friday

A little after five

Oh, these sights we come to see

Perennial lovers, you and I

Peeking in the black Marquee

The pirates of the James River, hold their dragons on display 

While Mother Denial's lip quivers as she leads her kids away

There's an elephant outside of city hall. Everyone acts like it's not there

But not believing in elephants ain't gonna make it go anywhere

Downtown Friday

A little after five

Oh, the sights we come to see

Perennial lovers, you and I

Peeking in the black marquee

I sure miss those chain saw jugglers. It really was quite a tragedy

They left with a Pinocchio smugglers, dressed in fine mahogany

And the flaming hacky sack kickers, won't be out till New Year's Eve

But there are still so many things to see underneath the black marquee

With mistletoe words and python arms

Mother Denial whispers to me

To forget all these Friday nights

For our love, it cannot be

But who among these red-eyed sailors, lost in the belling of a tearless sea

Could ever hang his anchor on the wall and say that there's a better girl for me?

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Downtown Friday

A little after five

Oh, these sights we come to see

Perennial lovers, you and I

Peeking in the black marquee

Let's watch the last ray's of the sun retire from outside of the coffee house

As we toast our Italian sodas to the man with the circus mouse