Mister Skillicorn Dances

Mister Skillicorn dances
Mister Skillicorn dances
He does it very well, all by himself
And when he falls, so slow
He floats to the boards on a wave of applause

Mister Skillicorn's ass hits the floor
Give us some more, dance like before
You fell, encore
You can't deny he's falling well
Yes this was worth waiting for
We laugh but it's not funny at all
Not anymore

Every time he hits the stage
We all of us cackle like hell
But it wasn't funny whеn the fat comedian fell
Wе laugh for him, he falls for us
He strips our tears of laughter
We've been falling for years and after
Here comes another time, taking its chance
Dance, fool, dance, fool, dance, dance, dance

Where's the rapport we had before?
Mister Skillicorn, you're no longer fun
Outside, the trains have ceased to run
We're willing to go home
If only you'd admit you're done
You're old but the moon outside is still young
The night is still young
Mister Skillicorn dances