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Hey Hey Cabaret
03:03
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chorus: Hey Hey Cabaret...
She wore a feather boa
to see was to adore her
his suit and hair were perfect
tattoo on his neck
they filed in through the door
dressed to the nines all in there for
a mysterious cabaret
soiree d’amour
an exquisite masquerade
Inhibitions cast out
buoyant spirits drawn out
lights and gazes flashing
anticipation mounting
as the music soared
they all took to the dance floor
Frenchy and the Punk played
mais biensur
bohemian cabaret
chorus
Petticoats were flying
gents and ladies chanting
fists in air were pumping
everyone was jumping
in the music hall
bodies dancing wall to wall
welcome one and all
bienvenue
to the masquerade ball
chorus
A carousel of flirting
anxious suitors vying
cupid’s arrow piercing
liaisons were forming
as two by two
the romantics left the room
no need for a crystal ball
to know it was the best
masquerade ball of them all
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2. |
Silent Movie
03:36
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chorus:
Imagine life were a silent movie
there’d be music all the time
life would be so uncomplicated
wouldn’t that just be divine
I’d be wearing gowns of velvet
satin, silk or other kind
dining with Mr. Chaplin
and having a grand ol' time
We’d bat eyelashes at each other
grin and look away so shy
no need for lengthy conversation
why ruin a perfectly good time
chorus
We’d run about chasing each other
with arms flailing around
hop into a moving vehicle
train, car, or caravan
And when the sun went down
we’d hang around, an underground
cabaret, sip cognac, sit on each other’s
laps and laugh the night away
chorus
Imagine life were a silent movie
there’d be music every second of
the day, life would be so much more
enjoyable wouldn’t you say
Imagine life were a silent movie
every musician would be fully
employed life is a silent movie
choose your soundtrack, leave
your inhibitions at the door.
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3. |
Steampunk Pixie
03:46
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I’m a steampunk pixie on a cabaret stage
I live in bohemia with bohemian friends
we’re all kind of nuts but that’s ok
we’re got science and magic in our blood and
our brains.
Combat boots crinoline and lace
my fishnets are torn, I like‘em that way
I’ve got bat wings under my skin
they come out at night that’s when adventure begins.
Fly with me to the moon
We’ll eat blue cheese with the man in the moon
Carry on with no cares in the world
‘cause time is our friend and we can fly anywhere.
I’m a steampunk pixie on a cabaret stage
that might seem funny but I’m wired that way
I wouldn’t trade this life for a life of mundane
too much mischief and fun coming my way
I’m a steampunk gypsy on a cabaret stage
I’ve got pixie dust in my raven’s cage
brass gadgets put together in mischievous ways
I’m anachronistic, bi-linguistic,
not to mention wholly mystic
in the most
spirited way
Fly with me to the moon
we’ll ride in my big hot air balloon
we’ll look down at the earth from there
spread our wings and fly high in the air
Fly with me to the moon
we’ll glide in my big hot air balloon
We’ll look down at the earth from above
blow it kisses send it lots of love
I’m a steampunk pixie that’s who I am
I fry my frogs in a brass frying pan
I like men with leather arm bands
and women with wings, velvet corsets and fans
I’m a steampunk pixie that’s who I am
I go both ways whenever I can
Whether by magic or by steam
I’ll get there in style with glitter and gleam
Fly with me to the moon
we’ll glide in my big hot air balloon
We’ll explore the heavens above
make it back for crumpets,tea and a little love
Fly with me to the moon
we’ll glide in my big hot air balloon
We’ll explore the heavens above
make it back for crumpets, tea and a little love
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Come close my darlin’ I must confess
my pearls are not real and I don‘t own this dress
My shoes are on loan, gloves a garbage can find
it’s starting to feel like 1929
I’m not a countess like I had said
I don’t own this mansion and I make the beds
I once lived a queen’s life, now I’m just broke
My husband ran off with some other bloke
But through it all it’s so clear to see
earrings and bracelets don’t serve the hearts needs
Although it be true, alas all’s a game
the material world is to blame.
Pardon me darlin’ but this has to be
Empty your pockets and strip to your knees
My weapon is loaded so please don’t be brash
open your wallet and give me your cash
Even at the end of the day
when my heart cares not for what you can pay
The world still spins and sunrise will come
and life must go on and on and on, and on, and on
Even at the end of the day
when my heart cares not for what you can pay
The world still spins and sunrise will come
life will go on
Lower your gun dear I must profess
I knew they were faux pearls and your clothes don’t impress
In the same boat we sail so why not be
partners a la Clyde and Bonnie
Now that all is said and done
we can join forces two as one
For deep in our hearts we found the key
like Jack and Sally
we’re meant to be
Now the charade is over and done
we will march forward two as one
for deep in our hearts we found the key
like Jack and Sally
we’re meant to be.
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5. |
The Circus Parade
03:13
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Back on the streets with the punks and the goths
and the belly dance suit
hula hoop
batfrog
circus top hat
carnival cabaret
marching band
happy madness parade!
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6. |
Birthday Fanfare
02:57
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Meet me at the pub tonight
we’ll celebrate your birthday right
get the crew together there
make some noise and fanfare
Take you out of your cocoon
surround you with birthday balloons
remind you how much you’re loved
and life is good no matter what
Another year gone by
oh how time does fly
feels like yesterday
when we were kids at play
No more moping, no more angst
it’s time to sing it’s time to dance,
the world is in any case
for having you
a better place
Tom, Dick and Harry too
Greta, Lucy, Betty Boop
with bells and whistles they’ll arrive
hurry up
time to revive.
Meet me at the pub tonight
celebrate your birthday right
raise spirits, make a toast
mark this day mile post
Meet me at the pub tonight
carry on ‘till daylight
Leave worries far behind
kick it up and unwind
Forget the future
leave the past
make the now forever last
'cause at this moment you will find
no better time
Another year gone by
makes me wonder why
feels like yesterday
when we were kids at play
We’ll celebrate all night
meet me there at midnight
we’ll celebrate all night.
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7. |
Le Chat Noir
02:36
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Il y a un chat noir a la porte
il y a un chat noir a la porte
Je ne le laisse pas entrer
car je ne sais pas si c’est vrai
qu’ils pourrait m’emmener
toutes sortes de mauvaises chances
Le chat noir est a la porte
Le chat noir est a la porte
Ca fait dix jours de suite
qu’il m’accueillit
tous les après-midi
avec son regard innocent
C’est si difficile, lorsqu’il bat ces petits cils
de ne pas tomber amoureuse
de cette boule de fourrure somptueuse
Le chat noir est a ma porte
Le chat noir est a ma porte
Il est mignon comme tout
et ronronne quand je le touche
cette creature
veritable vagabond
C’est si difficile
lorsqu’il bat ces petits cils
de ne pas tomber amoureuse
de cette boule de fourrure somptueuse
La sourie est dans l’apart
La sourie est dans l’apart
Elle rentre dans les placards
j’en est vraiment marre
elle mange tous mes biscuits
ah! quel ennui
Le chat noir est mon ami
Mais aussi celui de la sourie
Je ne comprend rien
je croyais qu’ils se seraient hais
mais non, ils se courent apres
comme deux amis écoliers
Tout a bien change
depuis le temps ou ils se battaient
Ensemble on est bien contents
dans notre petit apartment
C’est tout de meme bizarre
qu’il n’y a pas eu de bagarre
Ils vivent en harmonie
le chat noir et la sourie
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8. |
Tie You Up
03:32
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Write me a letter and tell me how
you miss me more than ever
How you think about me day and night
in good or bad weather
How you curse the day your eye
was caught by another
The plumage groomed to lead you to
a nest of prickly feathers
Chorus:
Tie you up, tie you down
take out your heart and throw it around
leave it out there in the cold
maybe then you’ll know
Tie you up, I’ll tie you down
rip out your heart and throw it around
leave it out there in the snow
maybe then you’ll know
Sing me a song so sweet and kind
make me reconsider
The curse I put on you last night
that’ll damn your life forever
Sing it to me from below
my window at midnight
Bring with you a fiddle man
make it so romantic
Chorus
Write me a letter and pour it out
how you’re so sorry
You wish you could take it all back
‘cause you realize when you’re sixty
You’ll be sad and alone
if I’m not with you
Your heart will ache and then will break
‘cause I’m your one and only, only
only you, can...
Tie me up, tie me down
let’s have some fun and fool around
Tie me up, I’ll tie you down,
we’ll have some fun and fool around
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9. |
I'm Free
04:29
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When I was younger
I wanted to be
in a traveling circus
so I could see
the whole wide world
a carousel
of dancers, magicians and an elephant named
Nelli packed her trunk
I didn’t know who I wanted to be
but I knew I wanted
I wanted to be free
Ups and downs
I got turned around
My petals were falling all over the ground
I was blinded by the sun
I could not see
That big huge forest for that one damn tree
I wasn’t where
I wanted to be
but I still knew what was right for me
A spirit man
once said to me
you’ll never be confined
and you’ll always see
I sat on an egg
I threw out the book
and here I stand
completely hooked
I might not know where I am
but I know I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be
I said I might not know
where I am
but I know I’m exactly where I was meant to be
That’s right
I’m free I’m free
yeah, that’s right....
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10. |
Lunar Frenzy
03:46
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Intoxicating you are
from deep within the recesses
of my heart
you disinter the silver gold
melting through that open door
a portal to a world...
where everything is possible
no such thing as diabolical
and visions can be real
Conspire with me
set your heart free
no boundaries
in lunar frenzy
Questioning the one
who chose to ride the golden ray
of the sun
only to set a blaze the path
he trod
relentless in eclipsing of
the coolness of our home
Oasis in the darkened dome
monarch of vast oceans
that sway to your command
Aspire with me
set your mind free
share and be
in lunar frenzy
Mediate
for all
so we may thrive beyond the call
of old
beckoning the silver orb
to find
its rightful place in space and time
the lifting of the veil
Beauty, mystery come to light
the gentle kiss to an expectant bride
the union is complete
Conspire with me
set your soul free
dance with me
in lunar frenzy
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11. |
Make It Happen
03:24
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When did we forget
the thrills the sway
getting carried away
Why’d we put aside
the things that made us laugh out loud
Oh why, oh why
we let rain chase our cloudless skies away
Oh why, oh why
we let that time slip us by
We want it back!
A little of this a little of that
if we can imagine it it’s a fact that
we can take it back
it’s now or never take it from me
like worlds colliding it’s easy to see
it’s make believe but not a dream
it’s as real as print in a magazine
Remember who we were
and who we always imagined we’d be
Like a shooting star
we’ll land in the place of our wildest dreams
So far, so far away, f
rom the drudge, grey and mundane
We’ll go, so far away
to where we were meant to be
We could make it happen!
A little of this a little of that
reinventing where we’re at
We could make it happen
it’s now or never
take it from me
charging full head of steam
Standing side by side
we’ll kick away any no pass signs
Red turns to green
as all becomes as we had dreamed
Shakespeare had it wrong, wrong, wrong
no potions drunk
no daggers drawn
Adventure starts a new, new, new
now we know just what to do
We made it happen!
A little of this, a little of that
no more imagining it’s a fact that
we made it happen
it was now or never it was plain to see
charging full head of steam
We made it happen...
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Frenchy and the Punk New Paltz, New York
Through their unmistakable blend of influences from post-punk, dark folk to new wave, goth & punk cabaret, FnP have forged
their own distinct path since 2005, touring the US & Europe.
French-born Stephenson sings w/ a gothy heft & authority. Former punk bassist turned guitarist, live looping master Helland weaves his spidery electro/acoustic guitar noir riffage to perfectly complement Stephenson.
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