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Come...
Come...
Come to the dance
At Kalashnikov Hall
Where the price of a beer
Is a tear from your eye
Where our truest delight
At the end of the night
Is to see lovers quarrel
And watch passion die
Meet Spanish Pete
At his seat in the dark
Where he's nursing a tumbler
Of bitters and rye
Broken-hearted, alone
He should've stayed home
But he never did learn
To let sleeping dogs lie
So he's back one more time
To the scene of the crime
Just to see Jet Boy Eddie
Sour apple of his eye
Eddie's one of those angels
Or devils, or both, that you'll
Always find plenty of
Lurking nearby
He's a dazzling sight
In the glitterball's light
Bumping, grinding, arms draped
Round some other doomed guy
Pete stalking his prey
That's tonight's cabaret
We won't have to wait long
To see a grown man cry
Come to the dance
At Kalashnikov Hall
Where friendship’s a poison
That’s in short supply
We’re all young and pretty
And bitter and witty
It’s a town without pity
Just one long goodbye
Pete’s out of his chair now,
Propelled by despair
And he’s too drunk to care
If it all goes awry
There’s still time to retreat
To his home, to his seat
But he never did learn
To let sleeping dogs lie
Pete staggers, unsteady
As he squares up to Eddie
And blearily, whimpering
Begs to know why
Jet Boy Eddie just sneers
At his last victim’s tears
He’s pointing and laughing
And slapping his thigh
His new boy joins in too
And now me, and now you
The performance is ending
The moment is nigh
We crowd around greedily
Needing to feed
On the money shot:
Making a grown man cry
He came to the dance
At Kalashnikov Hall
Where you’re lucky to leave
Only wanting to die
But he’ll be right back tomorrow
To wallow in sorrow
Cos he never did learn
To let sleeping dogs...
Lie...
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Karaoke ,
released October 20, 2014
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