Panic Beach - Maria McKee

Panic Beach - Maria McKee

Альбом
20th Century Masters: The Millennium Collection: The Best Of Maria McKee
Год
2002
Язык
`Inglês`
Длительность
352370

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Letra da música " Panic Beach "

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Panic Beach

Maria McKee

Well, the dog act got drunk again last night

The king and queen of the waltz clog team had another fight

The king was careless with his tango grip

Nearly lost his queen in a dip

Yeah, she righted herself

Straightened out her slip and kicked him in the shin

Miss Billy Begonia thinks she’s hit the «Big time»

She wants a thick red rug from the dressing room door

To the front-line of the footlights

She’s got a sky blue swans down powder puff

And a corset to keep her spirits up

Yeah, she don’t sweat

She sours and melts like ice cream in the sun

She’ll be out of a job at the end of this three week run

We’re having fun out here on Panic Beach

All the vaudeville bums are here out on Panic Beach

I hear them talk about the Palace but it’s so far out of reach

So I’ll do my time then say goodbye to Panic Beach

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

The visionary theatric strikes a juggler’s seesaw tune

And the dying swan pirouettes and fawns

By the light of the street lamp moon

When my trunk is filled with taffeta

Those «Big time» hacks won’t laugh at us

When my taps are made of silver

I can make the kiddies thrill for just one buck and wing

Yeah, I will nail them to my heel and the Panic Choir sings

Here comes a lucky little thing to Panic Beach

Yeah, you know we got to teach him how to sing

While we’re stuck on Panic Beach

Ah the way ya hear 'em say it, doesn’t seem so outta reach

So I’ll do my time then say goodbye to Panic Beach

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

Well, the landlord gets a free show every Saturday at six

Sometimes on a Sunday

All dependin' on whatever kinda mood he’s in

I keep his glass filled up with sherry

And sing him all his favorite songs

If a tear comes to his eye he may let a month go by

Before he takes away my key

Oh, that sherry starts to taste real good to me

Hey mama, look at me on Panic Beach

I may be hungry but my rent is free up on Panic Beach

Yeah, I can almost see the palace no longer outta reach

So I’ll do my time then say goodbye to Panic Beach

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

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