Darkness has covered the Opera house something is wrong you can feel.. There's a devil in disguise a traitor has taken the dais Catalogue people spend a pityng gaze what can a man do in such a case? Aristocratic experta of art vomit all over the place...
And they wish I'd be doomed eternally!
you'd love to see me dying to rock the house-Opera house? You want me french-fried and you'd love to see me fired and then kill Judas in the Opera house
Huntsmen are rushing around the baton is pink and it's clear:he is a queer he likes it into his rear Rumors arise he is from outerspace they're out for the bounty Aristocratic lemmings with a Highsnobiety leer
Get the chef to make peacock fillet steak!
We came from a solar system far away -facing your goggle eyes!- To protect this jolly bedlam from decay -facing your goggle eyes!- to think you're of a better class? to expect us to kiss your ass?
We've come to chase the monkey off your back -facin your goggle eyes!- And we've expected some may sound an attack -facing your goggle eyes!- to think you're of a higher class? to expect us to kiss your ass?
taking the chance-taking the chance To get you darting a glance-darting a glance at us to starting to prance-starting the dance
Frankenstein is out of control donkey has been giving a soul flamboyantly he's playing his song
The nuthead he is going insane the screwball is igniting the flame Pandora's box has opened behold
You say treason but I tell you we don't care as long as we're alive love our sound and like to hear:
where's the chef to make Judas-fillet steak?