Cynthia offered me this wonderful set of lyrics and I do hope I have managed to do justice to them. It started out as a folk song but ended up a pop one.
Cynthia said about these lyrics:
A nod to Marcel Duchamp and Beatrice Wood and the Dadaists of the early 20th Century...a bunch of original Boho's who liked to cross dress and sit around talking, smoking ,drinking and making masterpieces...
"The Bride Stripped Bare by Her Bachelors, Even" is Duchamp's masterprice and can be viewed at The Tate in London.
Lyrics by Cynthia Wolff
Absently sipping absinthe
at the Cabaret Voltaire
i aspire to cold detachment
while you look so debonair...
Beatrice flirting in her black beaded dress
Marcel on the staircase
His lipstick is a mess...
You got me…Hook Line and Sinker
yeah it was….Hook line and sinker oh yeah
You cast a spell and down I fell
ah ha…yeah yeah you cast a spell and down i fell ah ha...
United by emptiness
true confessions we share
I got away with nothing as if you really care…
lying in wait
we study one another waiting for our fate
You got me…Hook Line and Sinker yeah it was….Hook line and sinker oh yeah..Hook line and sinker.You cast a spell and down I fell ah ha…yeah yeah you cast a spell and down i fell ah ha
Marcel and Beatrice are really quite the pair
gaze at each other and the brides that are stripped bare.
Looking for questions cause the answers waiting there…
Misjudgement lurking at the bottom of the stair.
You got me….hook line and sinker….yeah hook line and sinker…yeah yeah Hook,line,sinker
you cast a spell and down I fell ah ha yeah yeah you cast a spell and down I feel ah ha..