Three encores of Oh Sonny Boy backed only by accordion Three rows of pale brunettes protectâ himâ from the crowd Andâ the curtain is a patchwork ofâ imitation vermillion
And a red bulb hangs over the throne that has been found
This is the scene on Main Street when John Fifty comes to town Yes, this is the scene on Main Street when John Fifty comes to town
Crowds of every age, creed and gender are abound Signor kitsch sings skits detailing each attendees sins The first time anteaters lose themselves in the wings With vigour they scratch red spots, overwhelmed by their king
In all the world thereÂŽs no escape from this infernal din
In all the world thereÂŽs no escape from this infernal din
âChildren of Bethlehem, come all boys and girls Come Listen to these, my eternal words Judge not who you see by whatever they may say But by their round eyes, lips, ears and curves A man is his country, your country is you All bad is forewarned, all good will come trueâ
These words are heard on Main Street when John Fifty comes to town Yes, these are the words on Main Street when John Fifty comes to town
The gargling non-song whips throng into frenzy And the echoes of his crooning now cease to be heard
No-longer-pale brunettes are broken in two And thrown to the snouts of the anteater crew John Fifty is in tatters, his soapbox usurped His torn robes adorn the tree stumps of the earth No hack with an army will last long before he Breeds men who yearn for their own bloody glory
That was the scene on Main Street when John Fifty came to town Yes, that was the scene on Main Street when John Fifty came to town