Good evening ladies and gentlemen.
Vagabond Opera presents another episode of Heartbreak Radio Theatre.
This week's episode: The Party; A tale of love lost - and redemption.
Oh morning,
I wake to the silence in the air,
Something feels strange
But do I dare
Call out your name and find
You're not there
Old clothes and old photos
In messy piles around the room
Broken glass the scent of your perfume
Those bitter memories that seem to loom
Lipstick!
Smudged across the note that says you're gone
Not worth what it's written on
Why do I feel like such a pawn?
Will they find me hanging by dawn.?
Say, pal, life sure has given you a bag of lemons! Well,
When life gives ya lemons,
You sally forth and give life what for! Am I right?
Yeah, yeah, you're right, you're right. And anyway, I'm over it.
One, two, three
Oh! Free again,
I pour a glass and raise it to the air
Dance a Russian hopak on a chair
And scream "bohze moi!" without a care
Oh! Free again
Cutaway my shackles and my bounds
No longer is your chain pulling me down
Causing me to choke and finally drown
'Cause at last it's here,
This life I'm waiting for
Pack my "ça va faire"
I'm heading out the door
Dance among the stars
Toss roses to the whores!
Oh, la dee dee
Oh, drinks on me!
Oh, bring on all the dancers call me maître de l'amour!
Oh! Free again
I pour a glass and raise it to the air
Dance a Russian hopak on a chair
And scream "bohze moi!" without a care
Oh cover me in green
Call a limousine
Let's have some fun!
Fly to Spain and the Caribbean
Oh book me a room in the house of the rising sun
'Cause at last it's here
This life I'm waiting for
Oh pack my "ça va faire"
I'm heading out the door
(Sayonara! See ya later! Bye!)
Dance among the stars
Toss roses to the whores
I'll fill my bath with whisky
Man I'm feeling frisky
Slightly silly
Paint me red
Dance until I join the dead
Oh! Free again,
I pour a glass and raise it to the air
Dance a Russian hopak on a chair
And scream "bohze moi!" without a care
Oh! Free again
Cutaway my shackles and my bounds
No longer is your chain pulling me down
Causing me to choke and finally drown
Oh! Free again,
I pour a glass and raise it to the air
Dance a Russian hopak on a chair
And scream "bohze moi!" without a care
Oh! Free again
Cutaway my shackles and my bounds
No longer is your chain pulling me down
Causing me to choke and finally drown
Oh morning
I wake to the silence in the air
Something feels strange but do I dare
Call out your name (Mildred!)
And find you're not there