Stop Performing

The very mention of your name
And we hear your voice
And when you danced, we came clapping, no choice
I, in my dress and my man in his pants
Yes, yes, yes
You have slurped up the moon with your mouth
And you’ve sent all the loons flying south
There’s no more room in the spaces you went
Boom, boom, boom
Stop performing, won’t you? Before I die laughing
Please, please sit still
Listen to the sound of space you won’t fill
With your many talents
Gallantly streaming tears down my cheeks
Oh stop, please stop before I die
I’d love to see you stop performing
Before I die