Embassy No. 1

dim the houselights
raise the curtain
on the greatest show in town
the king appears in a blaze of gold and purple
the people shit their pants and all bow down
a mammoth hits the stage
in a pacedermic rage
a hydra in a cage strains her necks
the lion rears back
as the unicorn attacks
the cynics at the back
doff their caps,
yell "Flippin ‘eck"
and then there are the fireworks
a million stars die in collision
then its "Thankyou and goodnight,folks
the king has left the building"
and the people leave,weave their
way through a wet Wednesday night
in harpurhey
he’s still a fat racist bastard but
a bastard knows what pays
that’s why bernard manning
is spicing up his act these days

(obviously he was still alive, when I wrote that!)