Bauhaus Party
Friend of a friend is a partygoer
He smuggled me in on a plated vessel
An entrance surveyed by a stoic fader
Relayed sobriquets till we got our ball back
By masses of transparently colored shifts
Acting as a sentimental constructivist
Friend till the end is a taxi dancer
Her aerial game, a veritable wonder
Amidst a worldly congress of shapes and souls
Our age demanded style days ago
Lights
Flash and scents
Spray the band
I'm decked out again
Freund meiner Freund is a door revolver
Her garments arrayed as provocative thunder
Fanged ornamental figures obscure from view
Brief color wheel reflections made of you
Lights
Flash and scents
Spray the band
I'm decked out again
Flow back
Eyes on the gallery at long last
Uniformed, unearthly ceiling swingers float above us
If you'd only look up
Lights
Flash and scents
Spray the band
I'm decked out
As an amorphous monster
Conveyed through a hole in a manner
Reflecting our rather grotesque menage
Friend for pretend is a message blender
Our proprietor's lost all his patience, the festival's over
Machine gunned cherry brandy bottles cast 'round the room
While at a maximalist tension our date concludes
And every daring red arrow points to an end
He smuggled me in on a plated vessel
An entrance surveyed by a stoic fader
Relayed sobriquets till we got our ball back
By masses of transparently colored shifts
Acting as a sentimental constructivist
Friend till the end is a taxi dancer
Her aerial game, a veritable wonder
Amidst a worldly congress of shapes and souls
Our age demanded style days ago
Lights
Flash and scents
Spray the band
I'm decked out again
Freund meiner Freund is a door revolver
Her garments arrayed as provocative thunder
Fanged ornamental figures obscure from view
Brief color wheel reflections made of you
Lights
Flash and scents
Spray the band
I'm decked out again
Flow back
Eyes on the gallery at long last
Uniformed, unearthly ceiling swingers float above us
If you'd only look up
Lights
Flash and scents
Spray the band
I'm decked out
As an amorphous monster
Conveyed through a hole in a manner
Reflecting our rather grotesque menage
Friend for pretend is a message blender
Our proprietor's lost all his patience, the festival's over
Machine gunned cherry brandy bottles cast 'round the room
While at a maximalist tension our date concludes
And every daring red arrow points to an end
Credits
Writer(s): Evan Farkas
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