The Dancing Marquis

When I was a child I made a crown
Of silver paper and sticky tape
Adorned it with old Christmas things
To make a crown fit for a king

A secret shared by only me
A world adorned in fantasy
Ruled by me
Rich and free

So smother me in Ambergris
Make a perfume out of me
Bergamot and Vetiver
Put your face in my bouquet
Inhale me
The dancing marquis

School it taught me to be grey
To throw all of my dreams away
It didn't have a lot to say to me
I never needed any lesson
Except the one to put a drеss on
Don't need a priest for my confession
You'll see

So smother mе in Ambergris
Make a perfume out of me
Bergamot and Vetiver
Put your face in my bouquet
Inhale me
The dancing marquis

A snake dance of the seven veils
A sailing ship with satin fails
A Hermes hat with seagull wings
I made a crown fit for a king

Didn't have a care or sorrow
Not a thought about tomorrow
Never begged or ever barrowed anything
'Cause I was king

So smother me in Ambergris
Make a perfume out of me
Bergamot and Vetiver
Put your face in my bouquet

Inhale me
The dancing marquis
So smother me in Ambergris
Make a perfume out of me
Bergamot and Vetiver
Put your face in my bouquet
Inhale me
The dancing marquis