The Scene Songtext
von L.A. Salami

The queen of spades digs me a grave
The heaven′s maid holds her charade
While God points a shotgun at my eyes
The troubadour has made his way
His blissfulness and my decay
Go together like Lucy and diamonds in the sky
And the tailors find it hard to tell a lie
They fix me up a suit made of arrogance and twine
Because I said that I would make the heavens mine
And that I'd climb over anyone to be
Part of the scene
The watchman′s weak as mercy goes
Well he can see how the turncoats blow
A cloud of poison gas right up my nose
And the music's only good as far
As the madness and the porn aspire
With the passion that my grandeur drags in tow
And as the fruits on my tree of labour grow
My boots uproot the agony below And the omeners and the ushers they all know
That I'd pose as anything to be
Part of the scene
The advertiser has kind words for me
While the singer′s just been affirm to me
With her beauty, her ambition and her charm
But if you play this game you′ll learn a trick
How to grow a pair and make 'em stick
Like the tattoo of Bob Dylan on my arm
Taliesin extends his hand
And gives me more than I can understand
He mourns me when I give in
Into those lines I′ve drawn in the sand
He said jump first then decide next where to land
On a lion's tongue or in the middle of the sea
Because up in the air is a place that I can′t stand
And I'll be myself if I have to be
To be part of the scene