| Cheshire grinning villain of my pantomine
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| Swagger out your vortex just in time
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| To catch harlequin and columbine out of costume
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| Come cobra charmer and crash my gate
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| Trick or treater swindle me some mdma
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| And let the slapstick clown swap lipstick with pantaloon
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| Again and again
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| And we’re going for the jugular
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| And we’re going down town
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| Hopscotch through my playground
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| Do-do-do
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| Do-do-do
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| Do-do-do
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| Hey de-de bop
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| Hey de-de bop bop
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| Hey de-de bop
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| Hey de-de bop bop
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| Goddess in an infinity cove
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| Cuts the caper in a leotard of gold
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| Does the way she cavort not distort your political view?
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| Let’s masquerade on the promenade
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| Let’s foxtrot across your map
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| It’s a hoedown a showdown a shindig and knees-up too
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| It’s whatever that you want it to be
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| And we’re going for the jugular
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| And we’re going down town
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| Hopscotch through my playground
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| Do-do-do
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| Do-do-do
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| Do-do-do
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| No flame burns brighter than yours
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| No flame burns brighter than yours
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| Indeed many try
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| So tie the knot into your tie
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| Zip your zip and flick your zippo
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| Light we have the target in our sight
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| And we’re going for the jugular
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| And we’re going down town
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| Hopscotch through my playground
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| Do-do-do
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| Do-do-do
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| Do-do-do |