Parody: Pageant Fairy Tale.

Sep 04, 2008 11:02

TTO 'Pageant Legend (The Morgan le Fay Song)' by Katy Dröge-Macdonald and Juliane Honisch.
Katy and Ju may eventually kill me, but they'll have to find me first.

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I have never been a princess, I've never had a throne,
And my steed is a car, and my herald's a phone.
But I still harbor dreams, though some think them small,
Of dancing all night in a fairy tale hall.
And of gentlemen smiling as they promenade
With ladies who never would say I was odd.
And their conjuring con-man calls the steps and the turns...
It's a magical show, and my goosegirl's heart yearns...

It may seem like a dream -- it's a secret.
One sweet night, feet in flight, long ago.
I'm a simple girl, but I remember
How I learned where the fairy tales go.
No one listens to me --
They are in Tennessee!
And I would go back if I thought that I could,
To step into the dance, all that this world is not.

You say they seduced me with their wicked dance,
But you'd be lost too, if you'd give them a chance.
I was wanton and gleeful and proud to be taught
The steps of a dance my heart never forgot.
They called and I answered without delay
For the night cast a spell I had to obey.
I found them by chance but I willingly stayed,
Caught up in the dance and the music they played.

It may seem like a dream -- it's a secret.
One sweet night, long ago, feet in flight.
I'm a simple girl, but I remember
How it felt when the music was right.
No one listens to me --
They are in Tennessee!
I know in my heart they are dancing there still
In their dance hall of dreams hidden under the hill...

Don't tell me that I didn't see them!
I know every four-square and hookstem!
As they called to the women to box-step and change
And I knew that they'd never believe I was strange,
With their wings and their crinolines -- oh, won't you see?
This is fairy tale freedom as it's meant to be,
And for centuries to come I believe they'll be found
With their steps light as air in their hall, underground...

It may seem like a dream -- it's a secret.
One sweet night, held so tight, step again.
I'm a simple girl, but I remember
How it felt to be dancing back then.
No one listens to me --
They are in Tennessee!
I fell into their dance and for three days was lost,
And I'd go back a thousand times, knowing that cost.

For history gets written by those who don't dare
Trust their steps to a dance that is lighter than air.
They call fairies lies, call them legend,
There's a truth that they never imagined.
Laughter and dancers and sweet gallant men,
What a glimpse of unlikely sweet freedom it's been!
And I hope my departure won't cause any pain,
And I hope that this realm never sees me again --

It may seem like a dream, but my secret
Says 'take flight, chase the night, dance away.'
I'm a simple girl, but I remember
And the next time I find them, I'll stay.
I am proud, I am free,
I'm bound for Tennessee.
For they dance there as if they have wings on their feet,
And my story is done, and my dance is complete.

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