Let The Wires Ring

O, one small thing
 Push your neck veins bulbous
 And make those wires ring
 That little voice has passed
 But here's a body asked to last
 Demanded by your ignorance
 To carry on this stabbing step
 And where did I come up with you
 That lets me rest so far and few?
 But I will just commend the day
 Your moves will court my corpse to stay
 Here we're sharing this boat
 One hull which threatens to crack
 We have a good thing
 Make those wires ring
 Just keep playing, darling
 Keep on them keys
 The customers ain't payin'
 For you to rest yourself at ease
 And stop moaning those tunes
 There's no money in our run
 There's no rhythm in your fall
 There's none to dance to at all
 In dripping make-up.
 In sloppy clothes.
 In faded beauty.
 In lonely throes.
 Next wave wash your pretty face
 And keep in mind that Johnny Ace
 Was drunk, was fucked, was not on stage
 When he made that silly move he made 1
 And only after once dead, we
 No more, adore that money
 After when his corpse was cool
 That hardly memorable fool
 Who shot the Christmas spirit down
 And lit a fame, that half-made clown
 It's every day
 It's here at work
 That money comes
 When glory bursts
 We blame our idle hands
 While at ease he plays?
 With that black piano
 That we don't even own. 2
 Here we're shooting this boat
 One hull which threatens to crack
 We have a good thing
 Make those wires ring