Scheherazade was ending the story for the night
And so Rose left the shop with a brand new camera
And the number of the subway driver written on her arm
But now the sun is rising
And that is all I am permitted to say
Do you like my story Shah Zaman?
It is a marvelous tale
What a good, sweet, story it is
You are a real Scheherazade
How can this compare to the story
I shall tell you tomorrow night
If the shah spares me, and I am still alive
When I kill you, I will miss you
How will you grieve for me, O Shah?
I will command a great feast for the kingdom
With the largest boar that the court has ever seen
And great oaken casks full of honey-sweet wine
And we'll toast to the could-have-been queen
And when the feast is in full swing
And the butterfly jesters are dancing
I will take the largest cask back to my room
And I'll drink all alone in my room
And I'll cry like a baby
And I'll drink so much, I'll get sick
And I'll lie on the bathroom floor
Then I'll drink some more
And I'll keep drinking for 42 years
An old, old man, all alone in his chair
Watching game shows
Making fun of the contestants
For their stupid answers and their wasted lives
A wasted sack of a man
An empty, brown paper bag, soggy and gross
If you can lose your temper
Then I can lose my mind
If you can lose your temper
Then I can lose my mind
If you can lose your temper
Then I can lose my mind
If you can lose your temper
Then I can lose my mind
Come look at the stars, dear Pearl
Come look at the stars, dear Pearl
How could you, Sister, how could you?
He likes my singing
He likes my singing, that's all!
Wait, wait, Rose Red, we were never-we never-
I always knew you were shallow
I always knew you didn't know me
I always knew you didn't believe in me
I always knew that I bored you
I always knew that I wasn't pretty enough to hold you
I always knew you'd go with someone smarter than me
I always knew were a snob
I always knew you with your head in the stars
You and your books
You and your fucking books
I'm not a game!
I'm not some fucking logic puzzle for you to figure out!
I am not a fucking puzzle!
Why don't you just go fuck your books?
Why don't you just go fuck all your fucking books
And we'll see who's smarter, we'll see!
Do you have the things I asked for?
One pot of honey
One piece of stardust
One secret baptism
And a photo of a ghost?
Hello there, Bear
I have the things you asked
I had to go through several lifetimes to get them
And now I'm in your cave
In my sexy red cloak
I know, little girl
And now I'm gonna eat you up, eat you up
Eat you up like berries
But will you do what I asked?
Maul the astronomer
Turn my sister into a crow
I'm not a murderer
Or a crazy person
I just like honey (he just likes honey)
You'll just have to do it yourself
Now, go away, little girl
I hate you
The driver can't stop, the ghost is here
The driver can't stop, the ghost is here
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