Fools On Parade
Cavort and carry on
The wait in lines
That you would rather be beside than in front of
But she's never been the kind to be hollowed by the stares
She swam out of tonight's fantasm
Grabbed my hand and made it very clear
There's absolutely nothing for us here
It's a magnolia celebration to be attempted on a Wednesday night
It's better than to get a reputation as a miserable little tyke
At least that's the conclusion you came to in this overture
And the secret door swings behind us
She's saying nothing
Cause she's just giggling along
Her arms were folded most indignant
Not looking like she was soon to leave
I had to squint in order to believe
And then like a butler pushing on a bookshelf
I'm unveiling the unexpected
I was who was nearly leaving soon
Suddenly embarrased corrected
How could such a creature survive in such a habitat
Then the secret door swings behind us
She's saying nothing
Cause she's just giggling along
Even if they were to find us
I wouldn't notice
I'm completely occupied
As all the
Fools on parade
Cavort and carry on
For wait in lines
One you would rather be beside than in front of
But she's never been the kind to be hollowed by the stares
Fools on parade
Frolic and fuck about to make her gaze
Turn to a scribble on a page by a picture
That holds her options
But you're daft to think she'd care
Fools on parade
Fools on parade
Fools on parade convert to sing along
