Vaudelesque

There's an alleyway on the wrong side of the tracks
A faded cabaret where the demimonde relax
Poets who could never find a rhyme
Beauties who are running out of time
The doorman's know to one and all as Beryl
He'll smile and whisper 'enter at your peril'

Vaudelesque, where the walls reflect a million broken dreams
Vaudelesque, where nothing's really ever what it seems
Veiled in smoke there's a old 'madame' who's drinking to the past
It's a joke and she laughs Vaudelesque

Though we are strangers you're not alone
We are your friends this is your home

Have you met Fifi
She was once a cabaret star
But that was years ago
Now she's propping up the bar
A face that's caked in clown-white and a grin
Like Death in drag says 'welcome to Berlin'

Vaudelesque, where the moral code is positively torched
It's depraved, it's debauched Vaudelesque
Vaudelesque, where the ghosts of those forgotten fickle fools
Don their gowns and their jewels Vaudelesque

There's no escaping your private hell
We've been there too we know it well

Dim the lights and the band begins to play that sad refrain
Here we are once again
Vaudelesque