Chair Dance of the Day

[fritterfae]

Transylvanian Concubine

If you want to know how
To fly high then go now
To the place where all the concubines
Meet and converse with them
Marvel at their pale skin
Wonder how they chew on their pointy
Teeth and hair are beauty
They know it's their duty
To be canvassing their hearts
Their minds they have to whisper
See in them a sister
Look into their eye and you'll be a
Transylvanian Concubine
You know what flows there like wine...

Sorrow is their master
Cackling with laughter
Now he's having just a one piece of
Cakey is their makeup
Catholics try to shake up
All the things that form their lives
But their dead
Their sighs
Their songs
They know what they do is wrong
Stay here with us it's just time
Transylvanian Concubine

Candleabra's lighted
Satan has been sighted
Never has there been an evening like
This is what they wanted
Always to feel hunted
You can never be too rich or too thin
The blood has run out
Fangs ruin any cute pout
Morning has come now they've flown
What have you learned from what has been shown?