[THE SEWER MAN]
Pâté de foie gras, Thursday's gardenias
Ribbons and orange rinds
A volume of Chaucer, bound in Morocco
Lilies and coffee grinds
The pit of a peach, the stem of a cherry
Floating in pink champagne
There was a time when garbage was a pleasure
When you found the sound of good and plenty gurgling in your drain
The world was all ginger and lime
The world was the rustle of silk
Purple and puce, crystal and lace
Fresh orange juice, ginger and lime
[THE SEWER MAN & COUNTESS AURELIA]
The shell of a clam, the claw of a lobster
Hairpins and chocolate mousse
A page of Othello, gilt at the edges
Daisies and Charlotte Russe
A rose and a fan, a piece of pimento
Floating in turquoise ink
There was a time when garbage was a pleasure
When you found the joy of gracious living underneath your sink
[COUNTESS, GABRIELLE, CONSTANCE, & THE SEWER MAN]
Pâté de foie gras, Thursday's gardenias
Ribbons and orange rinds
A volume of Chaucer, bound in Morocco
Lilies and coffee grinds
The pit of a peach, the stem of a cherry
Floating in pink champagne
There was a time when garbage was a pleasure
When you found the sound of good and plenty gurgling in your drain
The world was all ginger and lime
The world was the rustle of silk
Purple and puce, crystal and lace
Fresh orange juice, ginger and lime
[THE SEWER MAN & COUNTESS AURELIA]
The shell of a clam, the claw of a lobster
Hairpins and chocolate mousse
A page of Othello, gilt at the edges
Daisies and Charlotte Russe
A rose and a fan, a piece of pimento
Floating in turquoise ink
There was a time when garbage was a pleasure
When you found the joy of gracious living underneath your sink
[COUNTESS, GABRIELLE, CONSTANCE, & THE SEWER MAN]
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