The Dancing Marquis

ThWhen I was a child I made a crown
Of silver paper and sticky tape
Adorned it with old Christmas things
To make a crown fit for a king
A secret shared by only me
A world adorned in fantasy
Ruled by me
Rich anf free
So smother me in Ambergris
Make a perfume out of me
Bergamont and Vetiver
Put your face in my bouquet
Inhale me
The dancing marquis
School it taught me to be grey
To throw all of my dreams away
It didn’t have a lot to say to me
I never needeed any leson
Except the one to put a dress on
Don’t need a priest for my confession
You’ll see
So smother me in Ambergris
Make a perfume out of me
Bergamont and Vetiver
Put your face in my bouquet
Inhale me
The dancing marquis
A snake dance of the seven veils
A sailing ship with satin fails
A Hermes hat with seagull wings
I made a crown fit for a king
Didn’t have a care or sorrow
Not a thought about tomorrow
Never begged or ever barrowed anythyng
'Cause I was king
So smother me in Ambergris
Make a perfume out of me
Bergamont and Vetiver
Put your face in my bouquet
Inhale me
The dancing marquis
So smother me in Ambergris
Make a perfume out of me
Bergamont and Vertiver
Put your face in my bouquet
Inhale me
The dancing marquis