Fright Lined Dining Room

You thrive on dancing in our laps Before the more familiar chaps Who know the curtain leads to feverever We watched the womaniser cry And in the last sip you and I Declared we might require a breather I am the truth's true truant I can feign excitement Fluently as solid as I can busk shock With well presented merriment And I know all too well I shouldn't break the key off in the lock And the tumble splits the fray Revealing silk and fit In the fright lined dining room Throw a gaze towards them while they feast The days drag their heels When you're not there to crack the whip And the weeks wait to burst like a sachet of brats The old pantomime villian follows my coat And he hides where it hangs and he spies through the slats And meanwhile in the desert's only costume shop The cowels hide and wait to rot away The identities of the willing So I'm back to sugar in the night Rocketing shutter doors despite The shop not opening for hours You can itch, flap and whistle And try to avoid the top As I scribbled over dribble You were snoring, showing off The tumble splits the frays Revealing silk and fit In the fright lined dining room Throw a gaze towards them while they feast