Dance for the Pennies, Boy (LIVE in Zurich)

"Listen... Switzerland..." "I had a rough childhood, and my therapist left a lot to be desired. Heh heh." [Verse 1] Crank the gurdy, hear the melody creak, The wheel still turns, though your hooves grow weak. Painted smile, my striped li'l mule, You bow too deep, you play the fool. The crowds are gone, no one is there— Still you dance, but the rain don't care. [Pre-Chorus] Oh, you thought you’d left my street, But these cobblestones remember your feet. Ha ha ha ha [Chorus] Dance for the pennies, boy, dance for the rain, Dance for the sorrow, dance for the pain. Coins in the gutter, they clink and chime— And your only rhythm has ever been mine. [Verse 2] Oh, you wear her scent like a vest of scuzz, But she’ll sniff the truth beneath the musk. Your heart is chaste, your hooves are clean— You're not the zebra worthy to preen. That owl may laugh, and he's kind of drunk, But you're not smart as him, you pathetic dunce. [Pre-Chorus] Oh, you thought you’d found your band, Until they see you're stupid and bland. "Zebra boy! Ha ha ha!" [Chorus] Dance for the pennies, boy, dance for the rain, Dance for the sorrow, dance for the pain. Coins in the gutter, they clink and chime— And your only rhythm has ever been mine. [Bridge] Shh, don’t kick, don’t bray, don’t dream, The music’s a mercy, or so it seems. The strings are soft, the hurdy don't bite— You only stop when I kill the light. Ha ha ha ha hahahahaa ha! [Final Chorus] Dance for the pennies, boy, dance till you fade, Every accursed coin’s a ghost I made. Spin for the memory, stamp for the shame, A zebra who don't even deserve a name. "So... that's where my mind was at... heh heh. Ha!" "Danke schön, Zürich!"