Steve Harley & Cockney Rebel - Ritz lyrics

Harley Hark to Rouault's white insanity Clowns in drag concealing vanity This is hardly Paradise We're still in search of petty scorn. Images so dead, in mourning Clap and cheer the man performing This is hardly Paradise We're still in search of petty scorn. Couch my disease in chintz-covered kisses Glazed calico cloth, my costume this is Come to Pablo Fanque's in indigo We'll show you pastel shades of rhyme. It's okay to laugh in harmony See the white-faced Auguste's army Come to Pablo Fanque's in indigo We'll show you pastel shades of rhyme. Take a letter Ophelia, write 'Sorry Desdemona', bright Peeking through the nimbus covers We see the twisted tale of man. Catch us in the cornfield hiding Me, Maurice and moonbeams gliding Peeking through the nimbus covers We see the twisted tale of man. Careless, caress, curl up beside me Visit, sleep and smile and drown me We'll march together, slay like Nero 'Til they show something we understand. Oh, the clown, his stare is eyeless Will he make you laugh or cry? Yes We'll march together, slay like Nero 'Til they show something we understand. Is it time to hide my body? Shall we start to speak of holly? I don't wanna be that super-hero 'Til you have something we understand. Heard they're moving Pisces into June Shall we put together a platoon? I don't wanna be that super-hero 'Til you have something we understand.