DOLCE: I’ve been known to walk in my sleep
But know my nights are so sleepless
Dance with demons from the dark dead deep
But now I find that I weep less.
BUTTRESS: And what could you see with your soft soft eyes
And what would you say if you could say?
What could you know with your soft, soft mind?
DOLCE: (spoken) What I see… What I see..
(sung) I see a world of knaves.
BUTTRESS: How she raves.
DOLCE: I see a pack of rotters
BUTTRESS: I totters.
DOLCE: I see nothing but scum
BUTTRESS: Ho-hum, ho-hum.
DOLCE: I see! I see!
BUTTRESS: She sees! She sees!
DOLCE: Ruffians, scullions, gunmen, hoodlums, (grabs Buttress violently)
Cut throat crooks who’ll put you in the ground
Rob you of your towns and hold you down
All for what you might ask?
All for what you might ask?
Both: All for precious pounds
All for precious pounds in their piggy pockets!
Piggy pockets! Piggy pockets!
Keep your eyes upon the evil men
Their speech is smooth as butter,
Watch their thoughts, they are always s of war,
Read between the lines they utter.
Money-men meet in the big board rooms
They pull their blinds closed shut,
One day soon they will slip in their shit
Beware these men of blood!
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